Fidget

Lyrics

[Intro: Supa Hot Fire Sample & Left Brain] I broke up with my ex-girl Riding new shit, rims spinning I broke up with my ex-girl Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget [Chorus: Left Brain] Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget New chains on, real cold super frigid Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits You want my phone number, well here's the wrong number (Sike!) Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget New chains on, real cold super frigid Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits You want my phone number, well here's the wrong number [Verse 1: Left Brain] You like some broke headphones, only one side work Right side, left side, she make both sides twerk [?] Left Brain, bitch you know my worth I got money in the bank, bitch you know I'm a flirt And I just broke up with my ex so I'm going berzerk And I just copped the brand new Lex, you know I'm gon' skrrt Yellow bone in the passenger seat, she wearing a skirt She suck my dick on the freeway made me crash in the dirt Cause I got big belts on me like Texas All my niggas with me and they're reckless Everything checked off of my checklist And I got all my side bitches on the guest list [Interlude: Supa Hot Fire] I broke up with my ex-girl I broke up with my ex-girl Here's her number Sike, that's the wrong number [Chorus: Left Brain] Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget New chains on, real cold super fridgid Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits You want my phone number, well here's the wrong number (Sike!) [Verse 2: Go Dreamer] Look you didn't want me and I didn't want you You say that I cheated, girl that is not true You say the lying, I saw you at Whole Foods You think that you slick huh, you think that you're so cool See I'm over it, over it, over it, please get over it See I was so selfish, I didn't mean to hurt the bitch I was playing fastball, I didn't mean to curve the bitch See I was just drifting, I didn't mean to swerve the bitch New whip, new phone, who dis Big bank, big steak, big chips Big bag, big wife, big dick Big weight, big chain, big shit Let's go [Chorus: Left Brain] Riding new shit, rims spinning like a fidget New chains on, real cold super fridgid Stupid ass bitch only gave her six digits You want my phone number, well here's the wrong number (Sike!)