Lyrics

My nose wide open like this-this
My momma know and it's sick-sick
I'll hold you down til we rich-rich
Unless you go get a new bitch-bitch
That's when I sit back and laugh
We in unison like mass
Might buy you a ring it ain't made of brass
I just got the beat from Delly
Fly out Seattle, just left the Pacific
I know she lyin, ain't ask for specifics
Hoes in the whip, but it's not a Civic
Instagram girl, she touch me like widgets
Crackin her code, just like we in physics
I ran it up, swear I do it prolific
Swung in the party, we left em horrific
Off shore bank account, it look like Hieroglyphics
When I getcha text, I just see Hieroglyphics
Don't know what's next, but I'm not tryna miss it
Had to invest so I could see the digits
Life is a mess, but you gotta live it
Banana peel dress, know she finna slip it
East to the West, I pump like a piston
I couldn't tell you all that I envisioned
Words on my window
I can't read the parallels
Sharks to a minnow
When they catch, you'll be under the jail
When they catch on, you'll be under the jail
When they catch on, you'll be under the jail
She said, "Give me liberty, or give me death
I need reparations for your recompense
When there's separation, it feel so intense
Can't keep my respiration, cause my heart's immense
How do you got me like this?
My nose wide open like this?
My momma know and it's sick
I'll hold you down til we rich
Unless you go get a new bitch"
That's when I sit back and laugh
We in unison like mass
Might buy you a ring, it ain't made of brass
(Lets go!)
Fly out Seattle, just left the Pacific
I know she lyin, ain't ask for specifics
Hoes in the whip, but it's not a Civic
Instagram girl, she touch me like widgets
Crackin her code, just like we in physics
I ran it up, swear I do it prolific
Swung in the party, we left em horrific
Off shore bank account, it look like Hieroglyphics
When I getcha text, I just see Hieroglyphics
Don't know what's next, but I'm not tryna miss it
Had to invest so I could see the digits
Life is a mess, but you gotta live it
Banana peel dress, know she finna slip it
East to the West, I pump like a piston
I couldn't tell you all that I envisioned
I couldn't tell you all that I envisioned
I couldn't tell you all that I envisioned
East to the West
Written by: Clarence Lee Taylor III, Delquise Anthony Boyd Williams
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