halftime

Lyrics
It's 2 a.m., park’s open, she know I'm glowin', ayy I know I seen you before, yeah, I know it (I know it) In these skinny jeans, yeah, I ain’t in the league (League) Put a deuce up in the cream, half the time, I'm doin' me Half the time I'm fuckin' freaks, even though I want you to leave I'm high, tone down, beat (Ayy), I get mean off the lean (Ayy) All the trucks and the beam, tuck it where no one can see (Ayy) I smell good, the dogs like me (Ayy) Can't talk on the phone right now, it's deep (Talk, let’s get it) [Verse] And new LVs on me (Ayy, yeah, yeah) Shut up, caught him now, free (Free, free) That’s a end game beat (Yeah) That's the end game beat (LLC) I don’t wanna sit down and just think (I wanna sit) Okay, I sit and just think (I just wanna sit down) I just wanna sit and think I just wanna sit and think (Wanna sit down and just wanna sit and think) This that real fur, no fake minkThey protectin' him from me (Ayy)Diss that boy, go make a beat (Ayy) I don't wanna hear, that sound like me (Yeah, let's get it) I don’t wanna hear, that sound like me (Yeah, what?) That shit jokes, just for the weak (Yeah, what?) I turn this up and wanna speed (Ayy) I turn this up and wanna leave (Ayy) I swear, you won't be like me (Yeah) You can't be like me Go find some new people to meet Then market it for them to see Social media, the teaIs that all you wanna be? You fucked up in the crib all week Thinkin' I'm gon' come and reapNo-no, grim reaper's finna reap Them sticks and choppers finna beep Listen, listen for the beat When the break hit, you gon' see When that fake hit, you gon' see Floodin' out the foreign (Yeah) Uh, I'm standin' on the floor (Yeah) They closin' every door (If I pray, I'm puttin' it on) [Chorus] It's 2 a.m., park's open, she know I'm glowin', ayy (If I pray, I'm puttin' it on) I know I seen you before, yeah, I know it (I know it) In these skinny jeans, yeah, I ain't in the league (League) Put a deuce up in the cream, half the time, I'm doin' me Half the time I'm fuckin' freaks, even though I want you to leave I'm high, tone down, beat (Ayy), I get mean off the lean (Ayy) All the trucks and the beam, tuck it where no one can see (Ayy) I smell good, the dogs like me (Ayy) Can't talk on the phone right now, it's deep (Talk, let's get it) [Outro] Ayy, yeah, what?
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Credits
- Writers
- Nettspend
- CXO
- Producers
- CXO
- A&r
- Sesen Tsegab
- Nicole Wyskoarko
- Aaron “Dash” Sherrod
- Phonographic Copyright ℗
- Grade A Productions
- Interscope Records
- Nettspend
- Copyright ©
- Grade A Productions
- Interscope Records
- Nettspend