4door

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[Intro] (Wait, huh) Hold on, huh, wait, huh, yeah [Chorus] Step back from this shit, I'ma make my move Bitch you do shit in second, I'ma hit up my girl I'm tryna go up, think I need me a coupe He buggin' right out, we gon' get him removed Came too fleek, I ain't walkin' with you In the back of the party, it's hot and it's gucc' Yeah I need my bag, yeah I need my guap Think I move too fast? I don't check my thots You could bite my swag, you could take my styles They be trying too hard to be somethin' they not I can't heal, no, oh, I ain't give no fucks The big '25, I ain't takin' no loss I can't take that L, I'ma shake that hand It's too many times they hung up on that cross [Verse] Hold on Shout-out [?], this shit don't wait, I'm committed Shit ain't right, but I hate to admit it Get out my hairs, you feelin' like splittin' Lil' bro told me it's my damn world, bitch, sometimes I feel like that hе just be kidding Wake up, I don't wanna get out of bеd, but I gotta take my ass to a fitting I don't talk to them, boy, just listen What they say? Fuck, it's way too acidic Everything was perfect for a second, but it fell right apart in a minute They ain't believe in me, but I did it In the back of the mall, new city Fell out with them boys, like "He trippin'" I'm with the gods, baby if he willin' Call that car, hop in and we out I'm poppin' addy, I thought that's a drought I just came, I'm not wasted, I'm back from the south I don't care 'bout a diss, 'cause I'm better without Lower my energy, can't shout Too many nerds, had to switch up the route I'm just trying too hard, tryna make my own crowd hits Big ass show, I got bigger accounts No, it was the time of my life I keep running up these sides I made two wrongs, I ain't right It was the time of my life It was the time of my life It was the time of my life It was the time of my life It was the time of my life [Bridge] (Yeah, yeah, ayy) Step back from this shit if you bored [Chorus] Step back from this shit, I'ma make my move Bitch you do shit in second, I'ma hit up my girl I'm tryna go up, think I need me a coupe He buggin' right out, we gon' get him removed Came too fleek, I ain't walkin' with you In the back of the party, it's hot and it's gucc' Yeah I need my bag, yeah I need my guap Think I move too fast? I don't check my thots You could bite my swag, you could take my styles They be trying too hard to be somethin' they not I can't heal, no, oh, I ain't give no fucks The big '25, I ain't takin' no loss I can't take that L, I'ma shake that hand It's too many times they hung up on that cross
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