hoeless romantic

KING OF THE WORLD (with Dusty Locane) - Remix

Notti Osama X DD Osama - Dead Opps

Produced by Eem Triplin and Charlie Myles

Lyrics:
What did i do to need you?
Why did i see you as golden?
What did i do to leave you?
Where did i think it was going?
What did i do to need you oooh?
Ohhh baby
What did i do to leave you? oooh
Yeah
You can't be my bitch again 
You can be mine as a friend
I can't waste time telling bitches lies cause they gonna cry in the end
Tell 1 lie that's another lie you gotta back up 
Man i can't lie i can't stand that
See a new rack rubber band that
Girl they sleeping on you like a Xanax
Reminiscing when i didn't have you i was thinking how it was to have that 
And it all falls in the end
You can't be my bitch again
It a be fine if were friends 
You can be mine as a friend

And it all comes full circle 
What you give you get in the end
Long nights out with my ken
Days that i can't live again 
I was never one to look for love 
I was never one to do the drugs 
I was only focused on my grind
Girlfriend fucking  up the vibe
High off life fucking up the high
Even told you cause i couldn't lie
You can never say that i ain't tried
Always tell me i'm the bad guy
I got one question for you baby
Is your love money motivated?
Would you like me if i didn't make it?
Would you like me if i wasn't famous? 
I know you see me coming up without you bae
You say you wanna see me lil baby im with it just give me the day
You all in my business asking me bout bitches that been in my place 
Like fuck out my face
Cause you said i was just your friend and now you wanna be my girlfriend
All cause a nigga flourishing 
Feel good when the tables turning
Im flexed up in my Birkin
You know its real cause its working
I can see you as a person
Know the real you in closed curtains  
Yeah
You can't be my bitch again 
You can be mine as a friend
I can't waste time telling bitches lies cause they gonna cry in the end
Tell 1 lie that's another lie you gotta back up 
Man i can't lie i can't stand that
See a new rack rubber band that
Girl they sleeping on you like a Xanax
Reminiscing when i didn't have you i was thinking how it was to have that 
And it all falls in the end
You can't be my bitch again
It a be fine if were friends 
You can be mine as a friend

What did i do to need you?
Why did i see you as golden?
What did i do to leave you?
Where did i think it was going?
What did i do to need you oooh?
Ohhh baby
What did i do to leave you? oooh

JUST FRIENDS? (PROD EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Gra)
(Gra)
(Mabu!)
(Gang gang gang)
(Ha!)
(Gra)
(Gra)
(Gang gang gang)

[Verse 1]
I just need to snap my fingers and they gettin’ treeshy *snaps*
I call your bitch a wide receiver
She get open easy (Bow, bow, bow)
She love fallin’ on my staff,
I’m gettin’ Shakespeazy
Bitch don’t call me just to chat
Thats my pet peavy
(Bitch)
Stop that shit (Haha)
I could really teach you how to get rich 
(Get rich)
If your body like an hour glass
I’ll make some time sis (Hah, curvy ahh)
But if I run, you run, that’s it
I need a wicked witch
(Oh yea)

[Pre-Chorus]
I need a wicked witch on some wicked shit
I need a wicked witch wit’ some locked lips
I need a choppa to my blade
Blade to my switch
Who gon’ light the block up when my man’s hit
Listen up, like

[Chorus]
I need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked for me
I need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked fa me (Wicked fa me)
I need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked fa me, hah (Gra, bow bow)
Need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked fa me (Wicked fa me)

[Verse 2:]
Yea but I don’t want a bitch who gon’ throw ass when I throw cash (Treesha)
I might test you
Drop a couple ones, see if you pass
That shit a bad investment
Rather put my money in the trash
‘Cause I just need to make a sound
I don’t gotta ask *snaps*

[Refrain:]
I just need to snap my fingers and they gettin’ treeshy
I call your bitch a wide receiver she get open easy
She love fallin’ on my staff I’m gettin’ Shakespeazy (Shakespeare)
Bitch don’t call me just to chat
Thats my pet peavy
(Bitch)
(That’s my pet peave)
Stop that shit (Hah)
I could really teach you how to get rich (Let’s get rich)
If your body like an hour glass I’ll make some time sis (Haha)
But if I run, you run, that’t it
I need a wicked witch
One, two, three, let’s go!
(Oh yea)

[Pre-Chorus:]
I need a wicked witch on some wicked shit, wicked shit (Where they at?)
I need a wicked witch wit some locked lips (Where they at?)
I need a choppa to my blade
Blade to my switch (braaa)
Who gon’ light the block up when my mans hit (Bow bow bow)

I need a wicked witch on some wicked shit 
(Buh, buh, buh)
I need a wicked witch wit some locked lips
(Bow, bow, bow)
I need a choppa to my blade
Blade to my switch 
Who gon’ light the block up when my mans hit (Grrttttt)
Hah, listen up like-

[Chorus:]
I need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked for me
I need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked fa me (Wicked fa me)
I need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked fa me (Need a wicked witch)
Need a wicked witch who gon’ get wicked fa me
(Wicked for me)
(Hahaha)

Take my headphones off
Mabu a goat...

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