Blurring The Crowd
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k-k-k-, yeah
One time for the ones that go
Two time for the step tip-toe
Three time for the third charm gold
Four time for the two 5-0
Lets go
Fifth time, this time, roll that dope
Six time, missed time, skip that rope
Seven time, everytime, strike that pose
Let's go
With your friends, dapping hands
With your mans, that depends
North side, south side, outside lonely
East side, west side, out with the homies
Shove me, love me, push me, pull me
Grabbing graphics, much to show me
Looked up, hook-ups, that's the old me
Don't need convincing, you already sold me
She on a leash, at the end of my rope
Who could it be? Wait, who's gonna know?
You better leave, I don't need you no more
Let's go
What do they need when the girls are around?
What do they want when the girls are around?
Do your own move when you hearing the sound
Taking the pictures, I'm blurring the crowd
One time for the ones that go
Two time for the step tip-toe
Three time for the third charm gold
Four time for the two 5-0
Let's go
Fifth time, this time, roll that dope
Six time, missed time, skip that rope
Seven time, everytime, strike that pose
Let's go
Merry-go-round when I'm doing my dance
Spin you around, I got you in a trance
Go get your girl, and then hit on your stance
Go home alone, there's not even a chance
He say that he love you, he starting a fire
Ice in this heat, and he cranking it higher
Move like you're burning, I'll pass you a lighter
Talk is cheap, cause that boy is a liar
Yeah, boy is a liar
Shorty got news that he hitting a sider
She want the truth like a tap in a wire
I'm in the booth, and I know he a liar
Scream "fuck my ex" ay
Scream "Fuck My Ex" ay
Scream "FUCK MY EX"
Let's go
One time for the ones that go
Two time for the step tip-toe
Three time for the third charm gold
Four time for the two 5-0
Let's go
Fifth time, this time, roll that dope
Six time, missed time, skip that rope
Seven time, everytime, strike that pose
Let's go
She stuck on my zipper
Give you a tip, gonna give her a bit
Gonna drop all this dick on your sister
When she drops that prick that's she's got with her, fuck
Sketching figures in the back of the class
Stick is too big for her 4'10" ass
How you figure like impossible mission
She like a toy figurine cause I'll put her in any position
Pouring chlorine into your gene pool
Keep it coming till the color is see-through
You know what I mean when the party gon' bleed too
Blame me for nothing when I didn't mean to
Macarena, get your hands on your knees
Hands on my body, you know what I need
Never say harder, she just say please
That only stops when I'm killing a beat
One time for the ones that go
Two time for the step tip-toe
Three time for the third charm gold
Four time for the two 5-0
Let's go
Fifth time, this time, roll that dope
Six time, missed time, skip that rope
Seven time, everytime, strike that pose
Let's go
Shoutout to koja
Shoutout to Cat
Shoutout to Thomas
Shoutout to that
Shoutout to Brady and shoutout to Blake
Call all the homies, I make no mistakes
Shoutout to koja
Shoutout to Cat
Shoutout to Thomas
And shoutout to that
Shoutout to Brady and shoutout to Blake
Call all the homies, I make no mistakes, yeah
Oh, we pushing P?
Fuck my ex (Let's be respectful though)
Word to mother, got a noose and it's tatted on her neck
Everytime I try to leave, she gon threaten to kill herself, man, it's the best
Pussy hitting so good, had to tell her "Baby, I don't want the sex" (Go ahead, Trey)
I just wanna get into her mind, get into her head just for a sec
Baby, I'll drop a Percocet, I'm taking two of them, I need a rest
Blurring the crowd, I can't see her body, told her, baby, I want neck
I'm not gon' lie, I be doing this shit out of spite, just fuck my ex
Tense, though, I break her back, put her ass in a pretzel
Netflix, chill, I told her, babe, let's go
Fuck on the weekend, and she like, ex, though
Huh, she ain't even stayed down for this whole life
Hold up, I'ma go catch me some bodies, and you finna frown for your whole life
Niggas just talk out they ass, but I put it on God, it's on sight (but that's facts though)
If you bitch up inside of the trap, it's this fishing rod that she gon' bite
That fish scale like ice, that fish scale like Mike
There's one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, take flight (six, seven)
I got the opps, headshot, me and the great smoking, that's my moon rock
Can't do one nigga, no, I need two thot, you're not the same, I'ma get out when you bought
That's one time for my bro, that's six, one time for my hoes, that's two
Two time for the hoes that go, three time for the hoes that pull up
And if I haven't said that shit enough, it's fuck my ex
Like my brother's leg on that P-Pink single