Layover_138 Sewerperson & scotty splash
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[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, aye
Scotty!
[Chorus]
I can work alone
Had to come back to my bro
Baby, who this number you ain't saving on your phone?
Really, I'm upset, yeah, all this rage for show
I let all this out when I'm chillin' on my own
I'on think you could get it, but, baby, that's okay
I'on expect any special treatment from you anyway
Sure, I took a hit, but I'm feeling great
Bruises on my throat gon' pulse, when I tell you to stay (Yeah)
[Verse]
She listen to too much Roddy, said she would be my Prada bae
Baby, I'm off the drugs, my eyes roll back into my face and I could see my brain
I been blowin' blunts, so please don't offer me a vape
I remember grabbing weed from clinics with a fake
Goose at my throat
I pay cash, I pay quick, like I didn't know
In this whip, I go fast and I'm never slow
Off the drugs in the club, I'm in need of more
I can hear her feet at my door
Girl, I fucked you once, I ain't tryna chill no more
I still got her coat laying on my floor
I'ma hand it off, get you off the porch
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, aye
Scotty!
[Chorus]
I can work alone
Had to come back to my bro
Baby, who this number you ain't saving on your phone?
Really, I'm upset, yeah, all this rage for show
I let all this out when I'm chillin' on my own
I'on think you could get it, but, baby, that's okay
I'on expect any special treatment from you anyway
Sure, I took a hit, but I'm feeling great
Bruises on my throat gon' pulse, when I tell you to stay (Yeah)
[Verse]
She listen to too much Roddy, said she would be my Prada bae
Baby, I'm off the drugs, my eyes roll back into my face and I could see my brain
I been blowin' blunts, so please don't offer me a vape
I remember grabbing weed from clinics with a fake
Goose at my throat
I pay cash, I pay quick, like I didn't know
In this whip, I go fast and I'm never slow
Off the drugs in the club, I'm in need of more
I can hear her feet at my door
Girl, I fucked you once, I ain't tryna chill no more
I still got her coat laying on my floor
I'ma hand it off, get you off the porch
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