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Matics on the wave I'm so insecure when that door don't close 3400, fuck these niggas All y'all niggas Yung Pinch and his woes Young BL$$D, boy, you saucy BL$$D Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas You know that I gotta get bands (bands) All of that, all of that shit I just want, all of that shit Gettin' a whole lot of bitches, a whole lot of mamas I just want all of them bitches (your bitch) I just want all of them hoes (takin' your bitch) I just want all of that shit I want the moon and I want the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun All of these fuck niggas really my sons, uh No pun intended, uh No pun intended, uh Kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah Is it my time? I can feel it SongtexteIs it my time? I can feel it Is it my time? I can feel it Yeah Pull up on that ho in extended It's me and Guapdad in the building Double cup, pints through the ceiling Yeah, Fauni, you know he gon' kill it Look, beach boy been gassin' Hi-Tech, high fashion, yeah This swag everlastin', yeah Come on, girls, get it passin' Yeah, uh She fuck every guy in the building I take this shit to the ceiling Fuck me, she lovin' the feeling Hold up, wait They ain't fuckin' with the beach boy I put that shit on my mom (mom) Swear to God, they don't mean nada (nada) I'm smokin' on bomb like Osama Straight from the Bay, West like [?] Girl, I am not with that drama Homie, he payin' the [?] Stop, hold up, I spend this shit How she be spittin' on my dick Heard she fuckin' with the crew now She right on my list (right on my list) Finna go and hit the club Yeah, I'm finna fuck it up (I'm finna fuck it up) She might be fallin' in love now I'm finna dip Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas You know that I gotta get bands (bands) All of that, all of that shit I just want, all of that shit Gettin' a whole lot of bitches, a whole lot of mamas I just want all of them bitches (takin' your bitch) I just want all of them hoes (takin' your bitch) I just want all of that shit (that shit) I want the moon and I want the sun (I want the sun now) Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun All of these fuck niggas really my sons, uh No pun intended, uh No pun intended, uh Kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah Gucci flame, all on my shoes I'm in the West, ho wanna snooze Ho, this ain't gin, and ho, this ain't juice We got some loud, you got some boof Inside my head [?] 24 karats on every tooth Girl, you know I got credit, the bands on my lap Aluminum for your nigga, it's a wrap Guapdad and we're findin' your bitch This ain't my girlfriend, this a bitch Bitcoin in my wallet, it's blessed Scam boy, and this bitch is a check Great Lake on my neck Polar ice on my wrist I'ma die with these hoes on my dick I'ma die with these hoes on my dick Is it my time? I'm so insecure when that door don't close When that door don't close Is it my time? I'm so insecure when that door don't close When that door don't close Gettin' a whole lot of bands and a whole lot of commas You know that I gotta get bands (bands) All of that, all of that shit I just want, all of that shit Gettin' a whole lot of bitches, a whole lot of mamas I just want all of them bitches (your bitch) I just want all of them hoes (takin' your bitch) I just want all of that shit I want the moon and I want the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun Juugin', finessin', til I see the sun All of these fuck niggas really my sons, uh No pun intended, uh No pun intended, uh Kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah I'm so insecure, kickin' that shit like a pun, yeah I'm so insecure Aus Songtexte Mania