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Texting This Fine Shit for a Month
Lord Jah‐Monte Ogbon feat. OUTRO
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Exclusive shit!
All over the world, even overseas
This nigga can't get over me (can't get over you)
I'm his lucky charm, I'm his cloverleaf (yeah, what?)
I'm his muse, I'm his love, I'm his only thing
I'm his everything, yeah, I'm his everything (yo)
I'm his everything (look), yeah, I'm his everything
My bitch an actress, she a young Sandra Bullock (let's get you in the alley)
Okay, poppin' more than me, I had to bite the bullet (nah)
My brother died at early age, but lived his life the fullest
Was textin' this fine shit for a month But couldn't pull it (for sure, bitch)
Crashin' out like Romeo if you my Juliet (short out there, bitch)
Wanted me to line a baby daddy up, I couldn't do the shit (whatever)
Standup guy like Ludacris, got fans in Budapest
I ask her who the best, spit in her mouth (you)
Dinner table with the fire lit, I admit (oh, that's right)
I don't have no inspirations, I inspire shit (inspire me, baby)
Take a pic, get the entire fit (say cheese)
Iron fist, never pullin' over with a sirens flick
Baby, put me on the lick if you love me (let's get you slick)
Simon Jew rep, get you a brick and some custies (this is you, yeah)
Halima the trusty, my niggas from Chesty
Mind you, twin your bestie and sometimes
We both get messy (this shit toxic)
And it feel like messy, now she want a shoppin' spree
Now she wanna pop the PK, no rap nigga talk to me (facts, talk)
Pull out the max amount at Wells Fargo
I'm wicked, I go Nardo, I'm bein' tailed by narcos (naomi)
Who is this woman heart, bro? You gotta tell it
Let me read the menu, baby, don't sell it (in the kitchen)
I left my clothes in the hotel, ma, can you mail it?
Oh, nah, it's cool, you can Zelle it (I can't)
All over the world, even overseas
This nigga can't get over me
I'm his lucky charm, I'm his cloverleaf
I'm his muse, I'm his love, I'm his only thing
I'm his everything, yeah, I'm his everything
I'm his everything, yeah, I'm his everything
Like, what the fuck is really goin' on?
I used to be deaf, dumb, and blind, I know the map (I do)
I'm in Houston in a slab on them swanga-swingin' packs
Lil' brodie ran off with a zip and did him bad (on your ass)
I was in BX with Brittanyo in the lab (that's true)
Hundred missed calls, no DND, okay, my bad (fucked up)
Baby, find us a BNB, I got the tab (on me)
Tellin' folks I'm in your DM, girl, that's a drag
Stepped on a worm, it no longer white pass
I love my niggas, Ian Tommy had me California livin' (right)
I was drivin' a UV Link and AT was out to get it (good)
Everybody left the gang with dolo on me, now it's crickets (quiet)
Behind a washed-up nigga who didn't pop out, get it
Advanced check, what's left? Spent it on sex
Barely even read my texts, you reachin' out, be my guest
Diamond snitchin' on the dicks, you speakin' out, so I confess
Yeah, I hit my brother ex, I was gon' keep that to the left
Twin, I only did it once and she bought a half
Give thanks to Navy Blue, praise God we crossed paths
2021 Was ten, twenty-three hundred a bag
28 hundred her bags, this bitch love me more than her dad
My little dark-skinned shit play blitz as if I'm mad (oh, no)
If this city wasn't small, I wouldn't give niggas a pass
My magic craft producer was born in the lower class
Older brother locked up, my auntie asked me, "What's my path?"
I used to be deaf, dumb, and blind, I know the map (I do)
I'm in Houston in a slab on them swanga-swingin' packs
Lil' brodie ran off with a zip and did him bad (on your ass)
I was in BX with Brittanyo in the lab (that's true)
Hundred missed calls, no DND, okay, my bad (fucked up)
Baby, find us a BNB, I got the tab (on me)
Tellin' folks I'm in your DM, girl, that's a drag
Stepped on a worm, it no longer white
Pass (do you believe in miracles?)
Kevin Gates said when you change your
Perspective, that's when miracles happen
But where the fuck is my miracle? Ain't shit good happenin'
I just, I'm just in a never-ending cycle of the same fuckery
Like, what the fuck is really goin' on?