Go for Morty
Hi Morty, it's Jessica
Look, can we just talk for a minute
Is that how long it takes for Rick to trace my location
Come back, Morty. I miss you
You miss the old me? You miss someone that loved you so much you never had to love them back
How You know I don't wanna love
Because I'm not sick
Yeah, she lost in sauce
Yeah, she lost in sauce
And you gotta do it like this
You gotta do it like that
Just know I don't really miss
Oh yeah, I'm bringing it back
Oh yeah he bringing it forth
Me and the guys, we bringing it back
Me and the guys, keep bringing it back
Yeah, I can't trust this bitch
Yeah, she's setting me up
And that bitch thought she was slick
That's a dumbass bitch
That's a dumbass bitch
I already done hit from the back
Might as well just leave
Do bitch wrong like steve just give me them corvette keys
I'm a do the dash to the key west bitch I'm rocking that V vest
All white Vlone fit and he talking that shit he want static put that boy on a shirt and a jacket foe nem make em disappear like magic
Found me a bitch with a fatty put a 100 bands up in the caddy nun of yall niggas be mothaf*ckin living it and he talking that shit and he ain't like that
I remember I was stuck in the trap selling dope while I walk through the rain I stayed in silence
While I stayed in my lane the shit that I did it was no one to blame had to get a couple niggas off the map now
My dawg showed me how to be a killa now my dawg now my scars got bigger now I can't paint the picture
Yeah this shit hit different
Yeah this shit hit different
Yeah this shit hit different
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Go for Morty
Hi Morty, it's Jessica
Look, can we just talk for a minute
Is that how long it takes for Rick to trace my location
Come back, Morty. I miss you
You miss the old me? You miss someone that loved you so much you never had to love them back
How You know I don't wanna love
Because I'm not sick
Yeah, she lost in sauce
Yeah, she lost in sauce
And you gotta do it like this
You gotta do it like that
Just know I don't really miss
Oh yeah, I'm bringing it back
Oh yeah he bringing it forth
Me and the guys, we bringing it back
Me and the guys, keep bringing it back
Yeah, I can't trust this bitch
Yeah, she's setting me up
And that bitch thought she was slick
That's a dumbass bitch
That's a dumbass bitch
I already done hit from the back
Might as well just leave
Do bitch wrong like steve just give me them corvette keys
I'm a do the dash to the key west bitch I'm rocking that V vest
All white Vlone fit and he talking that shit he want static put that boy on a shirt and a jacket foe nem make em disappear like magic
Found me a bitch with a fatty put a 100 bands up in the caddy nun of yall niggas be mothaf*ckin living it and he talking that shit and he ain't like that
I remember I was stuck in the trap selling dope while I walk through the rain I stayed in silence
While I stayed in my lane the shit that I did it was no one to blame had to get a couple niggas off the map now
My dawg showed me how to be a killa now my dawg now my scars got bigger now I can't paint the picture
Yeah this shit hit different
Yeah this shit hit different
Yeah this shit hit different
Hi Morty, it's Jessica
Look, can we just talk for a minute
Is that how long it takes for Rick to trace my location
Come back, Morty. I miss you
You miss the old me? You miss someone that loved you so much you never had to love them back
How You know I don't wanna love
Because I'm not sick
Yeah, she lost in sauce
Yeah, she lost in sauce
And you gotta do it like this
You gotta do it like that
Just know I don't really miss
Oh yeah, I'm bringing it back
Oh yeah he bringing it forth
Me and the guys, we bringing it back
Me and the guys, keep bringing it back
Yeah, I can't trust this bitch
Yeah, she's setting me up
And that bitch thought she was slick
That's a dumbass bitch
That's a dumbass bitch
I already done hit from the back
Might as well just leave
Do bitch wrong like steve just give me them corvette keys
I'm a do the dash to the key west bitch I'm rocking that V vest
All white Vlone fit and he talking that shit he want static put that boy on a shirt and a jacket foe nem make em disappear like magic
Found me a bitch with a fatty put a 100 bands up in the caddy nun of yall niggas be mothaf*ckin living it and he talking that shit and he ain't like that
I remember I was stuck in the trap selling dope while I walk through the rain I stayed in silence
While I stayed in my lane the shit that I did it was no one to blame had to get a couple niggas off the map now
My dawg showed me how to be a killa now my dawg now my scars got bigger now I can't paint the picture
Yeah this shit hit different
Yeah this shit hit different
Yeah this shit hit different
Writer: Marice Harris
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