islands

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[Chorus] Boy you just a yes man, never standing for yourself I was hiding drugs in pantries, hiding bands up in that shelf Yes, I take off like a rocket, watch my pockets, yes they swell I'ma pop up with some young niggas, they walk you down to hell [Verse 1] Think you coming up, them niggas hate, they knock you down the stairs How they took them mommas, took them cousins, babies, it ain't fair Sorry, I don't feel no bitch, sorry I don't catch no feels unless I know you real I'm a young nigga who schooled you These niggas my sons, pamper I smoke out the bowl, cancer I need me a devote letter I feel like I'm a whole chancellor She look like she a whole dancer My bitch give me the whole answer Walk in this bitch with a blow, scamper I just fucked me a whole intern Know your not begging a grown man, sir Boy your a grown scammer Lights down, that's a low lantern No land to the whole [?] [?] at her Yes, me and the booth can work Yes, that's why even her mom hates her I told her just like her boss, "Get to work" (Shoo, shoo, shoo) I told her just like her boss, "Get to work" (Flrrr) Can't talk to you, saw I'm hittin' the vert This not VR, hit you with immersives This ain't no binary, this is a burst (Flrrr) I'ma have dessert (Go) I gotta leave that shit alone She want all of me, let her pick off the bone [Bridge] Yeah, she want all of me, let her pick off the bone I found me a new bitch in the islands, I don't wanna go home She look good in them flip flops, I'm kissin' her sole She was cryin', cryin' to me, but I ain't know the causes I fucked her cousin We got a party in this bitch, I got it jumping And I know she from the block, she got to jumping When them motherfuckas hit the ground you know you jumping [Verse 2] I see that nigga in the crowd, everybody jumping I'ma make a nigga fly like I'm Mary Poppins How you tryna step across me? Nigga, you know you lost it Any idea you had on me, boy, you should toss it You are just a coon, bitch ass nigga, boy, you Rocket Almost blown my own head off playin' with that hot shit (Plrrr) Kilo on me, dogs on me, bitch I don't need no walker (God damn) P2 on that boy, TKO, he gon' need a doctor And that ass so big, that booty fat, need a pro contractor ('Tractor) I'm gon' do a nigga bad right after I sauce him Like boy give me them shoes back Give him sum'n to lose, heh Give him sum'n to do, huh Make boy give me them shoes back Like boy jokes on you I'm finna grow some 'rooms Make boy give me that shoe back (So cold, so cold, so cold 'bout to [?], so, uh, so high, ss, so high) Like nigga give me them shoes back (Flrrr, so high, ss, so high, phew, I fuck her in the pool, yeah) Him acting like we got sum'n to lose, yeah, yeah, I got the boof Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got the loot Nah not the Runtz bae, I smoke the fruit Spent [?] lunch pack, I need your food I'm fucking your bitch, yeah, she want the glue [Chorus] Boy you just a yes man, never standing for yourself I was hiding drugs in pantries, hiding bands up in that shelf Yes, I take off like a rocket, watch my pockets, yes they swell I'ma pop up with some young niggas and walk you down to hell
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- Izaya Tiji