Autumn! — WANTS!
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Whoa, whoa
We just hopped out a lil’ Aston, big bro off that Roxi’ (ha)
Big-ass fucking bankroll inside of my pocket (ha)
From a place you can’t go, so you better watch it
I gotta go hit reeze again
I hate spending money out of my pocket
Gotta stop putting my hoes on Yeat
Cause now they can’t stop saying, «Sorry about it»
3 a.m. and she still up texting me
She eat me up like Benihibachi
Broke her heart and she still keep texting me
Like, what do you really get out it?
Lame-ass nigga keep on talking ’bout me
But he don’t want no smoke about it
I done came a long way, who would’ve thought
‘Cause I was the one that they doubted
She said she in love, I don’t know what you thought
You know you just here to get pounded
Grew up, but I’m still a badass kid
No wonder I always was grounded
We are not the same, you chasing a bitch
But I get chased by a thousand
We are not the same, you do it for free
But I can’t take less than a thousand
We are not the same, you high as the ceiling
But my niggas high as the mountains
We are not the same, your shit is just cool
But my shit is more than astounding
Whoa, whoa. whoa
We just hopped out a lil’ Aston, big bro off that Roxi’
Bigass fucking bankroll inside of my pocket
From a place you can’t go, so you better watch it
I gotta go hit reeze again
I hate spending money out of my pocket
Gotta stop putting my hoes on Yeat
‘Cause now they can’t stop saying, «Sorry about it»
3 a.m. and she still up texting me
She eat me up like Benihibachi
Broke her heart and she still keep texting me
Like, what do you really get out it?
Broke her heart and she keep on tryna link me
She in love with being around me
Fucked on one of her friends the other week
How I pulled it off is beyond me
Money, guns, and power, that’s the only
Three things I keep around me
We just hopped out a lil’ Aston, big bro off that Roxi’
Bigass fucking bankroll inside of my pocket
From a place you can’t go, so you better watch it
I gotta go hit reeze again
I hate spending money out of my pocket
Gotta stop putting my hoes on Yeat
‘Cause now they can’t stop sayin’, «Sorry about it»
3 a.m. and she still up texting me
She eat me up like Benihibachi
Broke her heart and she still keep texting me
Like, what do you really get out it?
