[Intro]
They should wear a helmet
[Chorus]
Check it
I be hitting poses, walk around me, I'm flexing
It's been something heavy on my chest, it's a necklace
This one here is silver, but it's really not a preference
He hit it so hard, I should add him to my setlist
He tell his new girl how I did it as a reference
I won't be surprised if she hit me with some questions
I don't fuck with exes and I cannot make excеptions
Stick that ass so high, he be tryna Mount Everеst
[Verse 1]
Uh, they can't be me like
He got me hung over the bed sippin' Pedialyte
I know it's demon time
So why I'm feeling existential when he hit me up and ask me if I'm free tonight?
Don't be weird around me, boy, keep it squeegee 'round me, boy
You know I won't keep it PG, this is more like Brandon Roy
On the eve of my three-peat, at the club sneaking
Tuck my chain inside my shirt, it's playing hide-and-seeky
Give me brain, he got two in the pinky (Two in the morning)
I'm trying angles on my head like Tinky-Winky (He leaning)
He leaning back like he popping a wheelie
We bump Alfredo when we finish and eat fettuccini
Ahh, ah, ah, ah, don't look at me like that
I told you I'd do that, do, do that, that, that
You all cap, cap, cap, like 3 hats, no Chance
The outcast, stack, stack, stack
This a player's anthem
They should wear a helmet
[Chorus]
Check it
I be hitting poses, walk around me, I'm flexing
It's been something heavy on my chest, it's a necklace
This one here is silver, but it's really not a preference
He hit it so hard, I should add him to my setlist
He tell his new girl how I did it as a reference
I won't be surprised if she hit me with some questions
I don't fuck with exes and I cannot make excеptions
Stick that ass so high, he be tryna Mount Everеst
[Verse 1]
Uh, they can't be me like
He got me hung over the bed sippin' Pedialyte
I know it's demon time
So why I'm feeling existential when he hit me up and ask me if I'm free tonight?
Don't be weird around me, boy, keep it squeegee 'round me, boy
You know I won't keep it PG, this is more like Brandon Roy
On the eve of my three-peat, at the club sneaking
Tuck my chain inside my shirt, it's playing hide-and-seeky
Give me brain, he got two in the pinky (Two in the morning)
I'm trying angles on my head like Tinky-Winky (He leaning)
He leaning back like he popping a wheelie
We bump Alfredo when we finish and eat fettuccini
Ahh, ah, ah, ah, don't look at me like that
I told you I'd do that, do, do that, that, that
You all cap, cap, cap, like 3 hats, no Chance
The outcast, stack, stack, stack
This a player's anthem
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