Tempo

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ax go crazy) (Bitch) (Hahaha) Huh, yeah [Chorus] Sorry, I ain't get the memo Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no" I do whatever I want, yeah At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah She wanna fuck to my song, yeah Got them Glocks out with extendos Racks in, do the money dance M's up, I got money plans, huh (Bitch) She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Oh) I told her, "You gotta use both hands" So turnt up in the club, yeah That molly rock made me breakdance And the cup is full of that mud, yeah She wanna hit my cup, bettеr stay back [Verse] Little racks, keep those Bad bitch, finna deepthroat (Bitch) Swear that my hеart is so cold And I swear that he is a bozo You got me starin' at your photos I done fucked up, a lot of no-no's Do I love you? Well, I don't know And this space gettin' kinda cold We movin' so fast, they say we won't last Got me too attached, bae tryna pull up with no cash I was skippin' class, she was shakin' ass My shooters on go when I say, "Attack" (Bitch) (Hahaha) (Yeah) [Chorus] Sorry, I ain't get the memo Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no" (Bitch) I do whatever I want, yeah At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah She wanna fuck to my song, yeah Got them Glocks out with extendos Racks in, do the money dance M's up, I got money plans, huh She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Oh) I told her, "You gotta use both hands" So turnt up in the club, yeah That molly rock made me breakdance And the cup is full of that mud, yeah She wanna hit my cup, better stay back [Outro] Stay back (Bitch)