[Intro]
M1OnTheBeat
When I talk about Lizzie, I'm upsuh chilling with bitties
Upsuh chilling with bitties
Niggas know, niggas know
Lizzie
She said "can we go out to dinner?" Yes of course, but hold this spinner
She keeps on asking me why but all I reply is "Baby, you're way too inner" (Way too chatty)
Baby you're way too inner (Way too chatty)
Baby you're way too
[Chorus]
Large one, you can see this bulge, that's from my knee right up to my coat
Back it out quick, let him feel this smoke, now I'm running down kids, what a fucking joke
Hit that, I never miss that, no, plug keeps giving man bits of both
M-Way trip, let me get that sold, got man just praying that I make it home (When I talk about Lizzie)
I'm praying that I make it home (Upsuh chilling with Bitties)
Praying that I make it home (When I talk about Lizzie)
I'm praying that I make it home (Upsuh chilling with Bitties)
Praying that I make it home
[Verse 1]
Jakes tell a man "stay silent", interview room, I'm staying the same
Ask man questions, straight no comment, who am I with? I don't know any names
Roll with a mash, now I know I'm okay 'cause the mash looks great and I tested the aim
Two in the back and I'm changing the plates, six in the spinner or two in the gauge
How can you trip, try scream and get bored up? Lowe that, little man firm it
And so many man try jumping in whips, come looking like clowns at a circus
And I couldn't care less if he used to be blessed, he with them, so the bridge man burn it
And I think that my opps ain't learning, can't cut through, better bring that permit
M1OnTheBeat
When I talk about Lizzie, I'm upsuh chilling with bitties
Upsuh chilling with bitties
Niggas know, niggas know
Lizzie
She said "can we go out to dinner?" Yes of course, but hold this spinner
She keeps on asking me why but all I reply is "Baby, you're way too inner" (Way too chatty)
Baby you're way too inner (Way too chatty)
Baby you're way too
[Chorus]
Large one, you can see this bulge, that's from my knee right up to my coat
Back it out quick, let him feel this smoke, now I'm running down kids, what a fucking joke
Hit that, I never miss that, no, plug keeps giving man bits of both
M-Way trip, let me get that sold, got man just praying that I make it home (When I talk about Lizzie)
I'm praying that I make it home (Upsuh chilling with Bitties)
Praying that I make it home (When I talk about Lizzie)
I'm praying that I make it home (Upsuh chilling with Bitties)
Praying that I make it home
[Verse 1]
Jakes tell a man "stay silent", interview room, I'm staying the same
Ask man questions, straight no comment, who am I with? I don't know any names
Roll with a mash, now I know I'm okay 'cause the mash looks great and I tested the aim
Two in the back and I'm changing the plates, six in the spinner or two in the gauge
How can you trip, try scream and get bored up? Lowe that, little man firm it
And so many man try jumping in whips, come looking like clowns at a circus
And I couldn't care less if he used to be blessed, he with them, so the bridge man burn it
And I think that my opps ain't learning, can't cut through, better bring that permit
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