Open the camera (flash)
And I throw it, show that stamina
Yeah
He got the grammar of-
But boy it don't matter rather gather a (bag)
Where I come from?
Canada
And if you needing a sign then I can manage ya
But if you needing a jump bitch ladder up
And boy don't try to jump me 'cause I leave your ass battered up
Yeah
Home running to the pussy, how I'm coming back
Catching all my pitches and you know that bitches throwing back
And so I catch it like a net
Yeah that hoe a rookie, but she f*cking with a vet
You don't need a vest, I ain't shooting for your chest
But I check mate
Breastplate, no chicken make a check wait
Showed a new bitch my balance, wet weight
When we done f*cking call a taxi then wait
Then what?
Shot a sex tape like I'm Bennett
Forget what?
Leaving her ass like a cigarette bud
That bitch ain't looking for lust
She looking for shortcuts, imma
Open the camera (flash)
And I throw it, show that stamina
Yeah
He got the grammar of-
But boy it don't matter rather gather a (bag)
Where I come from?
Canada
And if you needing a sign then I can manage ya
But if you needing a jump bitch ladder up
And boy don't try to jump me 'cause I leave your ass stepped on
You should tell your ex I'm the one that she crept on
'Cause you knowing I'm the one that you slept on
Looking for collisions little bitch I go head on
Boy when you're horny, do you think who bed she be on?
Yeah she sucking on my zootie like inhaling a ton
Head high she having fun and I know she won't run
She give me buns like pastry
Bitch got a fatty she grew up on Bay street
Climb on my tree and she taste me (we up now)
Big money O'leaf she embrace me
Find it f*cking funny that your boy is tryna chase me
But he should escape me
Glocky on me, but I shouldn't let it shape me
(Yeah) Like I was born with it
I be rocking fresh drip, and you know I got a lot of it (yeah)
I got a lot of it (aye)
Almost forgotten it (look)
You don't got a bit of what I'm telling what I say
Bars over your head you ain't do sets today
Bitch I was away, but f*ck yesterday
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English
Open the camera (flash)
And I throw it, show that stamina
Yeah
He got the grammar of-
But boy it don't matter rather gather a (bag)
Where I come from?
Canada
And if you needing a sign then I can manage ya
But if you needing a jump bitch ladder up
And boy don't try to jump me 'cause I leave your ass battered up
Yeah
Home running to the pussy, how I'm coming back
Catching all my pitches and you know that bitches throwing back
And so I catch it like a net
Yeah that hoe a rookie, but she f*cking with a vet
You don't need a vest, I ain't shooting for your chest
But I check mate
Breastplate, no chicken make a check wait
Showed a new bitch my balance, wet weight
When we done f*cking call a taxi then wait
Then what?
Shot a sex tape like I'm Bennett
Forget what?
Leaving her ass like a cigarette bud
That bitch ain't looking for lust
She looking for shortcuts, imma
Open the camera (flash)
And I throw it, show that stamina
Yeah
He got the grammar of-
But boy it don't matter rather gather a (bag)
Where I come from?
Canada
And if you needing a sign then I can manage ya
But if you needing a jump bitch ladder up
And boy don't try to jump me 'cause I leave your ass stepped on
You should tell your ex I'm the one that she crept on
'Cause you knowing I'm the one that you slept on
Looking for collisions little bitch I go head on
Boy when you're horny, do you think who bed she be on?
Yeah she sucking on my zootie like inhaling a ton
Head high she having fun and I know she won't run
She give me buns like pastry
Bitch got a fatty she grew up on Bay street
Climb on my tree and she taste me (we up now)
Big money O'leaf she embrace me
Find it f*cking funny that your boy is tryna chase me
But he should escape me
Glocky on me, but I shouldn't let it shape me
(Yeah) Like I was born with it
I be rocking fresh drip, and you know I got a lot of it (yeah)
I got a lot of it (aye)
Almost forgotten it (look)
You don't got a bit of what I'm telling what I say
Bars over your head you ain't do sets today
Bitch I was away, but f*ck yesterday
And I throw it, show that stamina
Yeah
He got the grammar of-
But boy it don't matter rather gather a (bag)
Where I come from?
Canada
And if you needing a sign then I can manage ya
But if you needing a jump bitch ladder up
And boy don't try to jump me 'cause I leave your ass battered up
Yeah
Home running to the pussy, how I'm coming back
Catching all my pitches and you know that bitches throwing back
And so I catch it like a net
Yeah that hoe a rookie, but she f*cking with a vet
You don't need a vest, I ain't shooting for your chest
But I check mate
Breastplate, no chicken make a check wait
Showed a new bitch my balance, wet weight
When we done f*cking call a taxi then wait
Then what?
Shot a sex tape like I'm Bennett
Forget what?
Leaving her ass like a cigarette bud
That bitch ain't looking for lust
She looking for shortcuts, imma
Open the camera (flash)
And I throw it, show that stamina
Yeah
He got the grammar of-
But boy it don't matter rather gather a (bag)
Where I come from?
Canada
And if you needing a sign then I can manage ya
But if you needing a jump bitch ladder up
And boy don't try to jump me 'cause I leave your ass stepped on
You should tell your ex I'm the one that she crept on
'Cause you knowing I'm the one that you slept on
Looking for collisions little bitch I go head on
Boy when you're horny, do you think who bed she be on?
Yeah she sucking on my zootie like inhaling a ton
Head high she having fun and I know she won't run
She give me buns like pastry
Bitch got a fatty she grew up on Bay street
Climb on my tree and she taste me (we up now)
Big money O'leaf she embrace me
Find it f*cking funny that your boy is tryna chase me
But he should escape me
Glocky on me, but I shouldn't let it shape me
(Yeah) Like I was born with it
I be rocking fresh drip, and you know I got a lot of it (yeah)
I got a lot of it (aye)
Almost forgotten it (look)
You don't got a bit of what I'm telling what I say
Bars over your head you ain't do sets today
Bitch I was away, but f*ck yesterday
Writer: Matis Lefebvre
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid