(Chorus: NymRizz)
Yeah-aah!
Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh 
Yeah
Ye-Yeah 
Ye-Yeah! 
Off of that lean I'm moving slow, yeah
Hoe pull up to my show, yeah 
You don't even gotta open up to me 
Baby you can keep it closed, yeah
& I just want her thoat n she knoww x3
Yeah!
& I just want her throat n she knoww x3
& I'm mixing the Ricky with Chrome!
Stupid b*tch she just want some Dior 
I won't take no thottie to the store
Rather hit n then I leave her 'lone
Ima probably call her later on
Later onnn!
Yeah, later on x6

[Verse 1: Vvs Melody]
Baby, I still got your number saved 
Yeah I might just go call you later on, yeah 
Baby come and pull up to my home, yeah 
I know what you want it’s late at night 
Like baby come and put it on me
Baby won’t you come n put it on me?
& i’m living in a cloudy world 
Baby i'm cloudy soldier, yeah 
She don’t like the way I live my life 
She tell me i'm living on the edge 
Pop a 30 b*tch, i'm feeling right 
Kick my feet up, countin' up my bread
How you put it on me 
Baby girl, you fucking with my head
Noo, baby I don’t understand now
I’m counting money
I'm counting it up
Yeah, she call me the man now
Yeahhh!
Calling your number
I’m calling it up 
Yeah
I’m blowing her back out 
Baby girl you acting different 
When you off the drank 
Yeah, I hate when you act out 
But right now, I see it through 
I told her "I think we can make it work"
I be throwing money in the club 
She gon make it twerk
Baby pull up when you off 
Come and show me what you really worth 
Okay shawty know she bad!
Fendi sneakers match her Fendi purse 
Oh yeah, she wake up n put it on yeah 
I know what you want yeah
Baby you can keep my t-shirt in the morning 
I might call you later on yeah 

[Chorus]

later on w/@nymrizz (prod.kyotobobby!)

Produced by SOiiBOii
Mastering by Malaki Alighieri 

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prada bag prod split ginseng lov3rock lyrical

lyrics :

watch yourself now
only say that because i been let down
i can never frown i still got my crown
a rose grew from the ground
i lay discreet in concrete with misery all around 

i'm with the gang 
no you can't hang
stay in our lane
f*ck all the fame
i tote a flame
something like desperado with that aim
look at her doing her lil dance
she trying to get them bands
then she said that she a lil fan
she want to f*ck my mans

in a cyberparty getting rowdy
i'm high off the loudy i'm cloudy
swerving in a audi
petal to medal prowdly
came back and won like ronda rowsey
red in my cup b*tch i'm drowsy
bloodhound sipping devil's syrup call me crowley

running up the bands
all this dog sh*t in my pockets can't pull up my pants
this supercharger on this car a put you in a trance 
you can take a glance, but i can't take no chance
i paid for this b*tch all cash no advance

watch yourself now
only say that because i been let down
i can never frown i still got my crown
a rose grew from the ground
i lay discreet in concrete with misery all around

cyberparty (prod. branwen, wh1tespace)

zone [gxwel]

zapper

chirp

money flexing w/@spax @wirrey @fakush1k (prod. @array @touchthwsky)

#sk8star #montreality exclusive uploaded to youtube

prod by y3rip + 2c + dxnny

sk8star - OFFTHEX #MONTREALITYDVD012

miami.wav

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mgmt - malaki alighieri
housatlantamusik@gmail.com for business inquiries

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