Running out of time guess I gotta buy a new watch
When you heard me rap I know it came as a huge shock
Keep my mind focused locked in on the Guwap
Up to my knees in blessings m***********g tube socks
I'm a winner
Eat the beat time for dinner
White boy rapping R.I.P. to Mac Miller
Ain't a quitter
Got em bouncing like Tigger
Shinning bright there's no need to bother with the dimmer
Lost my mind let me know if you've scene it
This is not a movie or a game like it's SceneIt
Police come around and I tell em I ain't seen shit
Rushing to the top there's no time for the scenic route
Always stick to my roots
Rolling in with my crew
I never drop the ball yeah you know I'm born to hoop
I just do what I do
Got a couple shots to shoot
Girl you solve my problem one and one make two
How about we go and getting popping
Cannot take it slow I'm never stopping
You could never find a better option
I'm money every time, Klay Thompson
Good guys finish last but God said the last will be first
Guess I'll ride this s**t out it couldn't get any worse
As I spit the verse all the girls look around shook like they forget they purse
Stunned by my spoken word poetry
That's how they first notice me
Because normally they just skip over me
Like the bad apple in the bag of your groceries
Might be too ugly
Maybe too tongue in cheek
But notably I'm the only one who fills the vacancy
Of your loving needs
I think we can both agree
I'm an animal you can't let me out the f*****g zoo
I was born this way this is what I do
I'm feeling blessed like I went and said a-choo
Little engine that could this that choo choo choo s**t
I'm just bringing you that true true true s**t
Making moves watch how I do do do s**t
Oh hey, single file up
Never change my fashion, never change my style up
When I'm at the party everybody wylin up
Now I'm making money watch the paper pile up
Girl watchu doing go ahead and send the address
When get it started yeah you already know the rest
When we get it started we ain't got time to take a rest
Got your love locked down call it cardiac arrest
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JD Tha Cutie - Leftovers Lyrics
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Running out of time guess I gotta buy a new watch
When you heard me rap I know it came as a huge shock
Keep my mind focused locked in on the Guwap
Up to my knees in blessings m***********g tube socks
I'm a winner
Eat the beat time for dinner
White boy rapping R.I.P. to Mac Miller
Ain't a quitter
Got em bouncing like Tigger
Shinning bright there's no need to bother with the dimmer
Lost my mind let me know if you've scene it
This is not a movie or a game like it's SceneIt
Police come around and I tell em I ain't seen shit
Rushing to the top there's no time for the scenic route
Always stick to my roots
Rolling in with my crew
I never drop the ball yeah you know I'm born to hoop
I just do what I do
Got a couple shots to shoot
Girl you solve my problem one and one make two
How about we go and getting popping
Cannot take it slow I'm never stopping
You could never find a better option
I'm money every time, Klay Thompson
Good guys finish last but God said the last will be first
Guess I'll ride this s**t out it couldn't get any worse
As I spit the verse all the girls look around shook like they forget they purse
Stunned by my spoken word poetry
That's how they first notice me
Because normally they just skip over me
Like the bad apple in the bag of your groceries
Might be too ugly
Maybe too tongue in cheek
But notably I'm the only one who fills the vacancy
Of your loving needs
I think we can both agree
I'm an animal you can't let me out the f*****g zoo
I was born this way this is what I do
I'm feeling blessed like I went and said a-choo
Little engine that could this that choo choo choo s**t
I'm just bringing you that true true true s**t
Making moves watch how I do do do s**t
Oh hey, single file up
Never change my fashion, never change my style up
When I'm at the party everybody wylin up
Now I'm making money watch the paper pile up
Girl watchu doing go ahead and send the address
When get it started yeah you already know the rest
When we get it started we ain't got time to take a rest
Got your love locked down call it cardiac arrest
When you heard me rap I know it came as a huge shock
Keep my mind focused locked in on the Guwap
Up to my knees in blessings m***********g tube socks
I'm a winner
Eat the beat time for dinner
White boy rapping R.I.P. to Mac Miller
Ain't a quitter
Got em bouncing like Tigger
Shinning bright there's no need to bother with the dimmer
Lost my mind let me know if you've scene it
This is not a movie or a game like it's SceneIt
Police come around and I tell em I ain't seen shit
Rushing to the top there's no time for the scenic route
Always stick to my roots
Rolling in with my crew
I never drop the ball yeah you know I'm born to hoop
I just do what I do
Got a couple shots to shoot
Girl you solve my problem one and one make two
How about we go and getting popping
Cannot take it slow I'm never stopping
You could never find a better option
I'm money every time, Klay Thompson
Good guys finish last but God said the last will be first
Guess I'll ride this s**t out it couldn't get any worse
As I spit the verse all the girls look around shook like they forget they purse
Stunned by my spoken word poetry
That's how they first notice me
Because normally they just skip over me
Like the bad apple in the bag of your groceries
Might be too ugly
Maybe too tongue in cheek
But notably I'm the only one who fills the vacancy
Of your loving needs
I think we can both agree
I'm an animal you can't let me out the f*****g zoo
I was born this way this is what I do
I'm feeling blessed like I went and said a-choo
Little engine that could this that choo choo choo s**t
I'm just bringing you that true true true s**t
Making moves watch how I do do do s**t
Oh hey, single file up
Never change my fashion, never change my style up
When I'm at the party everybody wylin up
Now I'm making money watch the paper pile up
Girl watchu doing go ahead and send the address
When get it started yeah you already know the rest
When we get it started we ain't got time to take a rest
Got your love locked down call it cardiac arrest
Writer: Jarek Andrzejewski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid