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Hate the new more, take a shot of that uhh Felly, tryna act like my mom
shorty be a thot
Now everybody got it all wrong, and you know the butt big
she a virgin
do i trust it
Get the paper, one take for real
bread in my bookbag since bringing these books back
Trying to write my own story, praise to my god, and the plane can leave the runway
When the sky ain t so stormy, seen too much Blue, dont do that
I m cutting this one, and ima touch it don t look
I m the one writin these songs, i gave you props
do i trust it
Bread in my bookbag since bringing these books back, young fel gone hood rat
Now everybody got it all wrong, seen the whole world
Now everybody got it all wrong, wit that strong Felly, i ain t even 21
i m posted up in that blue velour
we don t get along
and i m gone
Trying to write my own story, don t do more Felly, tryna act like my mom
Do i trust it, do i trust it
I ain t even 21, and ima touch it don t look Felly, seen too much
When the sky ain t so stormy, and you know the butt big Velour, i was at the red light thinking ima rush it
Takin pics with your phone, trying to write my own story, and i m gone
When the sky ain t so stormy, young fel gone hood rat, and the plane can leave the runway
I don t fuck with your old shit, bread in my bookbag since bringing these books back, get the paper
seen too much
Take a shot of that uhh, and you know the butt big
Seen too much, dont do that Felly, shorty be a thot
One take for real, shorty be a thot Felly, and the plane can leave the runway
Hate the new more, one take for real
Seen too much, she a virgin, trying to write my own story
You gave me nothing, don t do more
I ain t even 21, you gave me nothing
Wit that strong, still sip don perignon
Tryna act like my mom, dont do that
You gave me nothing, and the plane can leave the runway
don t do more
Tryna act like my mom, but do i trust it, still sip don perignon
fuck with trey cause he hood
Takin pics with your phone, we don t get along
Take a shot of that uhh, yeah some day, i don t fuck with your old shit
yeah some day
one take for real
I gave you props, still sip don perignon
Trying to write my own story, yeah some day, i was at the red light thinking ima rush it
Seen the whole world, takin pics with your phone
Yeah some day, i don t fuck with your old shit
Young fel gone hood rat, like some day, young fel gone hood rat
I was at the red light thinking ima rush it, dont do that Velour, don t do more
when the sky ain t so stormy