[Intro]
We love you Curly J
I want Gucci on my toes and I want Louis on my shirt
Shawty please don't fall in love ’cause if your heart break then it gon' hurt
Yeah I came straight from the mud so you know I put in work
[Pre-Chorus]
Shawty didn't like my songs and now she dancing to the beat
No she can’t forget my words, shawty got me on repeat
Shawty didn't like my songs and now she dancing to the beat
No she can't forget my words, shawty got me on repeat
[Chorus]
I was the nigga, I'm chillin' in 2's and they had the cups they pulled up with 4
They wasn't with me, they wasn't rocking with niggas, they wasn’t all rocking before
I had to really go turn up for niggas, that’s how they know me and now they askin' for more
They wasn’t with me and now they want features and all, these haters they knockin' my door
These niggas ain't workin', they can’t take my bitch, my bitch is curving, swerving
Bitch, I shoot my shot like Kyrie Irving
Back in the days if you really had beef with a nigga then you could go meet with a nigga
Shoutout to Quin, I know how you feel 'lil bro 'cause now they wanna eat with a nigga
Hopped in my bag, I had to go get it but this shit is different than how it should be
All these haters, they wanna copy a nigga but none of them fucking with me
One day I'll be the king of the melodies
Bad bitches, you should see what they sending me
She ain't want me now she wanna get next to me
Niggas be faking, they just want my recipe
We love you Curly J
I want Gucci on my toes and I want Louis on my shirt
Shawty please don't fall in love ’cause if your heart break then it gon' hurt
Yeah I came straight from the mud so you know I put in work
[Pre-Chorus]
Shawty didn't like my songs and now she dancing to the beat
No she can’t forget my words, shawty got me on repeat
Shawty didn't like my songs and now she dancing to the beat
No she can't forget my words, shawty got me on repeat
[Chorus]
I was the nigga, I'm chillin' in 2's and they had the cups they pulled up with 4
They wasn't with me, they wasn't rocking with niggas, they wasn’t all rocking before
I had to really go turn up for niggas, that’s how they know me and now they askin' for more
They wasn’t with me and now they want features and all, these haters they knockin' my door
These niggas ain't workin', they can’t take my bitch, my bitch is curving, swerving
Bitch, I shoot my shot like Kyrie Irving
Back in the days if you really had beef with a nigga then you could go meet with a nigga
Shoutout to Quin, I know how you feel 'lil bro 'cause now they wanna eat with a nigga
Hopped in my bag, I had to go get it but this shit is different than how it should be
All these haters, they wanna copy a nigga but none of them fucking with me
One day I'll be the king of the melodies
Bad bitches, you should see what they sending me
She ain't want me now she wanna get next to me
Niggas be faking, they just want my recipe
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