Still C2H, but I´m never home ´Cause most of these brothers half-stepping on semitone shit
Fuck the clout, I´m already known Might fly habibi dubs on some heavy bone shit Stacked up, spent it on the ride Try pulling up flexing with your guys, that´s some any old whip I ain´t counting up, this bread alone Room 44, baby, hit me on the telly phone quick
I ain´t counting favours, if I did, you´d probably owe me one Hold a bomb for thinking you control me or the dough I´m on Brothers acting weird like it is me or just the snow you´re on? Focus on yourself instead of scrolling till the hoes are gone You ain´t seen the best parts, the Dutchie like Edgar
Oral in the morning, that´s a head start Wear the creps, but you won´t step far Can´t take shots if you won´t make it to the next bar, bitch Out the way, I just been keeping to myself Figured everyone needs me, but I don´t need nobody´s help Kept a couple dusty items, had to clean ´em off the shelf If I speak my mind, then pussies gonna feel how I felt Fuck what happens next ´cause I done bits Learnt a whole lot, I still don´t know what trust is People only wanna come around if it´s funded So I only give a fuck about who lives at mum´s crib, real talk
´Cause most of these brothers half-stepping on semitone shit Room 44, baby, hit me on the telly phone quick
Hit me on the telephone, the iPhone´s hot The line don´t stop them guys on some micro guap Had the YGs spinning like a vinyl shop Going house hunting, I ain´t tryna find no opps Shellyanne a heavyweight, go and check the resume Shawty make it elevate, she blow it, then I detonate Tripping like she Ella, baby, hit me with a serenade Sweeter then some jelly, Cali rocket and a lemonade Towel by the door in the hotel Shower on, let the steam out so there ain´t no smell
Shit, if it don´t get you high, then it won´t sell Crazy, every time I touch down, I feel like Odell Can´t stand the fake shit Blagging that we´re mates and pretending that you´re paid shit I don´t give a fuck about the paper, I´m just proud of myself I only put it in the song so you stop doubting yourself Like if I could make a milli´, you could probably make two All this hating on me ain´t gonna help you break through, pussy Now they´re stressing ´cause Aitch in the door I won´t say nothing more, this is straight from the 4
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