
No Question* Jack Harlow (Ft. WESTSIDE BOOGIE)
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[Chorus]
I-I-I kick a bitch to the curb, no question
Fell asleep in the West End
I got friends on the East and West end
First class for the first time, I'm flexin'
It's a bad red flight, no connection
Bad bitches, champagne bottles in my section
Yup, all types of complexions
I remember back when she ain’t show me no affection
[Verse 1]
I remember back when I couldn’t get a call back (Call back)
Okay, cool, I’ma fall back
Ronnie used to whip it to the Red Roof, fam', do it
Doin’ shows in the TM, it was all bad
Lotta girlfriends, I done lost track
Might be time to make a couple cuts 'cause I swear they got me off track
They got me makin' soft tracks
I’m 'bout to go and get my sauce back
[Bridge]
Don’t act so suspect
Hottest of the city and I just checked
[?] rough sex then you know [?]
[Chorus]
I kick a bitch to the curb, no question
Fell asleep in the West End
I got friends on the East and West end
First class for the first time, I’m flexin'
It's a bad red flight, no connection
Bad bitches, champagne bottles in my section
Yup, all types of complexions
I remember back when she ain’t show me no affection
I-I-I kick a bitch to the curb, no question
Fell asleep in the West End
I got friends on the East and West end
First class for the first time, I'm flexin'
It's a bad red flight, no connection
Bad bitches, champagne bottles in my section
Yup, all types of complexions
I remember back when she ain’t show me no affection
[Verse 1]
I remember back when I couldn’t get a call back (Call back)
Okay, cool, I’ma fall back
Ronnie used to whip it to the Red Roof, fam', do it
Doin’ shows in the TM, it was all bad
Lotta girlfriends, I done lost track
Might be time to make a couple cuts 'cause I swear they got me off track
They got me makin' soft tracks
I’m 'bout to go and get my sauce back
[Bridge]
Don’t act so suspect
Hottest of the city and I just checked
[?] rough sex then you know [?]
[Chorus]
I kick a bitch to the curb, no question
Fell asleep in the West End
I got friends on the East and West end
First class for the first time, I’m flexin'
It's a bad red flight, no connection
Bad bitches, champagne bottles in my section
Yup, all types of complexions
I remember back when she ain’t show me no affection
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