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Jonathan Kirk
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Adam Gamble
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Anthony L. Mosley
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Letras
[Chorus]
Yeah, blame my momma for the way that I'm rockin', I'm way too conceited and cocky
Yeah, anxious, waitin' on a bitch ass **** to give me a reason to pop it
Ungrateful, told em' I ain't puttin' out an album till they gimme a reason to drop it
Yeah, Blanket and I ain't goin' nowhere, **** still gotta see me in Charlotte, huh
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, pullin' up, parkin' two mill' worth of car front of the same store I used to sell Os
Uh, pullin' up, parkin' two mill' worth of car front of the same store I used to sell bows
Let's go, every time Baby drop, **** be like, "Boy, you hell on them ****," I know
Let's go, and he could have stayed on the charts for a decade, but he wasn't sellin' his soul
Fuck that, I done cooled off, now I'm good again, huh
Standin' on business, no could have been, huh
Standin' on business, no drewski, ****, the bitches want me to come put it in, huh
Bust down, part in the middle of her
Head and I'm finna come give it to her
I'm workin', no time to spend in a rush
Worser, y'all not real **** to us, I still gotta tree full of apples
No longer breathin', we smacked 'em, ****
I'm the real thing and they actin', yeah, why the fuck would they think I was canceled? Huh
This shit in my blood, we gon' thug how we thug, 2019, my momma beat cancer
2019, I found out my daddy wasn't breathin' no more, y'all was dancin', let's go
Talkin' 'bout packin' the mail, I wanna see someone bleed but I kept on advancin', yeah
Boppin' aroung with my nina, you know where I be at, you play, I'ma stamp you, huh
Y'all **** gon' have to see me, you know every problem God gave me an answer
Yeah, they tried to serve me a subpoena, before I pay them, I'ma blow up my mansion, ****
[Chorus]
Blame my momma for the way that I'm rockin', I'm way too conceited and cocky
Yeah, anxious, waitin' on a bitch ass **** to give me a reason to pop it
Ungrateful, told em' I ain't puttin' out an album till they gimme a reason to drop it
Yeah, Blanket and I ain't goin' nowhere, **** still gotta see me in Charlotte, huh (Pussy)
[Verse 2]
Blanket and I ain't goin' nowhere, oh, you angry, I got ya ho over here
Goin' baby, talkin' my shit up in here, look at my bitch, be like get over here
It's easy, I brought the blick up in here, shake one of y'all like a pit up In here
Knock out ya insides, they way over there, fuck how they feel, I'on play, I'on care
I tried to be humble, they fucked 'round took it for weakness, yeah, I had to have faith
I let go the wheel of the Maybach and gave it to Jesus, uh, they back on my plate
And I'm hungrier than a muhfucka, I'm plannin' on eatin', yeah, I'm already great
Take over the vibe in the room and I ain't even speakin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hold up
[Chorus]
Blame my momma for the way that I'm rockin', I'm way too conceited and cocky
Yeah, anxious, waitin' on a bitch ass **** to give me a reason to pop it
Ungrateful, told em' I ain't puttin' out an album till they gimme a reason to drop it
Yeah, Blanket and I ain't goin' nowhere, **** still gotta see me in Charlotte, huh
Written by: Adam Gamble, Anthony Mosley, Jonathan Kirk