Ay, ay, they know I'm the one, I be havin' my way
Bitch, there ain't no debate
I knew back in the day I was finna be great
I'm bringin' in racks, make sure everybody straight
Cartier vintage they sit on my face
Back 2 back, f*ck up the interstate
Callin' me bae, she don't even know my first name
They couldn't keep up with me on my worst days
Pull up demon, but I don't believe in satan
I heard everybody from my school is hatin'
Cause I'm gettin' paid just for conversation
Dependin' how I'm feelin', I got different faces
Dior denim yo bitch put her face in it
VV's on my teeth instead of braces
Got a different bitch in every location
Know that's why they hatin', cause I'm really payed
Bitch
Locked in, they can't keep up no more
Bitch gon' say what she want, but she can't say I'm broke
Play with her heart, just like she a remote
Chrome hard denim, each one of my folks
Leave it to y'all just to call me to goat
I don't really be speakin' bout shit that I know
She think that I love her, I hit her, then go
Hell cat too fast finna f*ck up the road
I'm having motion I ain't even gotta post it when everybody bring up my name they know it
I'm having beef in the city I don't even gotta post a lil banger I got it they know it
I don't listen to nobody but me
And this shit right here off the top, and I sound like a poet
Walk in the spot, and we makin' it hot
Every bitch on dick, they neck, they throwin'
I be by myself, I just forget I'm famous
8 of that wok help my concentration
Addicted to racks I get them on the daily
From a big place where everybody hating
Got a different bitch for every different occasion
One-of-one, bitch, I never been basic
Fake at all I cross them out the equation
Price goin' up, no negotiations
They know I'm the one, I be havin' my way
Bitch, there ain't no debate
I knew back in the day, I was finna be great
I'm bringin' in racks, make sure everybody straight
Cartier vintages, they sit on my face
Back two back, f*ck up the interstate
Callin' me bae, she don't even know my first name
They couldn't keep up with me on my worst days
Brickboydior - NO DEBATE Lyrics
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Ay, ay, they know I'm the one, I be havin' my way
Bitch, there ain't no debate
I knew back in the day I was finna be great
I'm bringin' in racks, make sure everybody straight
Cartier vintage they sit on my face
Back 2 back, f*ck up the interstate
Callin' me bae, she don't even know my first name
They couldn't keep up with me on my worst days
Pull up demon, but I don't believe in satan
I heard everybody from my school is hatin'
Cause I'm gettin' paid just for conversation
Dependin' how I'm feelin', I got different faces
Dior denim yo bitch put her face in it
VV's on my teeth instead of braces
Got a different bitch in every location
Know that's why they hatin', cause I'm really payed
Bitch
Locked in, they can't keep up no more
Bitch gon' say what she want, but she can't say I'm broke
Play with her heart, just like she a remote
Chrome hard denim, each one of my folks
Leave it to y'all just to call me to goat
I don't really be speakin' bout shit that I know
She think that I love her, I hit her, then go
Hell cat too fast finna f*ck up the road
I'm having motion I ain't even gotta post it when everybody bring up my name they know it
I'm having beef in the city I don't even gotta post a lil banger I got it they know it
I don't listen to nobody but me
And this shit right here off the top, and I sound like a poet
Walk in the spot, and we makin' it hot
Every bitch on dick, they neck, they throwin'
I be by myself, I just forget I'm famous
8 of that wok help my concentration
Addicted to racks I get them on the daily
From a big place where everybody hating
Got a different bitch for every different occasion
One-of-one, bitch, I never been basic
Fake at all I cross them out the equation
Price goin' up, no negotiations
They know I'm the one, I be havin' my way
Bitch, there ain't no debate
I knew back in the day, I was finna be great
I'm bringin' in racks, make sure everybody straight
Cartier vintages, they sit on my face
Back two back, f*ck up the interstate
Callin' me bae, she don't even know my first name
They couldn't keep up with me on my worst days
Bitch, there ain't no debate
I knew back in the day I was finna be great
I'm bringin' in racks, make sure everybody straight
Cartier vintage they sit on my face
Back 2 back, f*ck up the interstate
Callin' me bae, she don't even know my first name
They couldn't keep up with me on my worst days
Pull up demon, but I don't believe in satan
I heard everybody from my school is hatin'
Cause I'm gettin' paid just for conversation
Dependin' how I'm feelin', I got different faces
Dior denim yo bitch put her face in it
VV's on my teeth instead of braces
Got a different bitch in every location
Know that's why they hatin', cause I'm really payed
Bitch
Locked in, they can't keep up no more
Bitch gon' say what she want, but she can't say I'm broke
Play with her heart, just like she a remote
Chrome hard denim, each one of my folks
Leave it to y'all just to call me to goat
I don't really be speakin' bout shit that I know
She think that I love her, I hit her, then go
Hell cat too fast finna f*ck up the road
I'm having motion I ain't even gotta post it when everybody bring up my name they know it
I'm having beef in the city I don't even gotta post a lil banger I got it they know it
I don't listen to nobody but me
And this shit right here off the top, and I sound like a poet
Walk in the spot, and we makin' it hot
Every bitch on dick, they neck, they throwin'
I be by myself, I just forget I'm famous
8 of that wok help my concentration
Addicted to racks I get them on the daily
From a big place where everybody hating
Got a different bitch for every different occasion
One-of-one, bitch, I never been basic
Fake at all I cross them out the equation
Price goin' up, no negotiations
They know I'm the one, I be havin' my way
Bitch, there ain't no debate
I knew back in the day, I was finna be great
I'm bringin' in racks, make sure everybody straight
Cartier vintages, they sit on my face
Back two back, f*ck up the interstate
Callin' me bae, she don't even know my first name
They couldn't keep up with me on my worst days
Writer: Skyler Pritchett
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