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Aziz (Aziz, Aziz, Aziz)
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Take me back to when I lost my job, I told ′em "Fuck you" (fuck you)
I came from a place where there's nobody to look up to (up to)
We weren′t broke together, tell me how the fuck I trust you? (Trust you)
I left mama house, bitch, I ain't have nowhere to run to (run to, run to)
Who the fuck gon' pay my bills, hoe?
I ain′t even did my nails, hoe
You gon′ make me beat yo' ass
At sixteen, I done had to pay my bail, hoe
Dryin′ my clothes on the radiator (shee)
Movin' in silence, can′t wake the neighbor
Duckin' the staties in aviators
I just put my city on, you thank me later
Bitch, I had to foreign the whip (skrr)
I had to woodgrain the dash in that shit
I can afford to put gas in that shit (gas in that)
Brand new account with no cash in that (frrt)
Waited my turn, now I′m havin' that
I want that man, you can have him back
So sick of showin' bitches how to rap
Uh
Take me back to when I lost my job, I told ′em "Fuck you" (fuck you)
I came from a place where there′s nobody to look up to (up to)
We weren't broke together, tell me how the fuck I trust you? (Trust you)
I left mama house, bitch, I ain′t have nowhere to run to (run to, run to)
He told me "Get up and go," so I brought the table with me (yeah, hoe)
I played The Hollywood Bowl and I brought the label with me (yeah, hoe)
I don't have time for these hoes that ain′t who they claimin' to be (claimin′ to be)
Bitch, I do not chat on the phone so speak with my management, peacefully handle it
Me with no money, it felt like abandonment
Bein' honest, I'm just not a fan of it
Say he got a big ego, I damaged it
Had to make sure we not where the cameras is
I′m with the scammers and we gettin′ scandalous
Smokin' on cannabis, hopefully Drake get my people in Canada
Run through the money, bitch, I got the stamina (hoe)
Huh
Take me back to when I lost my job, I told ′em "Fuck you" (fuck you)
I came from a place where there's nobody to look up to (up to)
We weren′t broke together, tell me how the fuck I trust you? (Trust you)
I left mama house, bitch, I ain't have nowhere to run to (run to, run to)
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Take me back to when I lost my job, I told ′em "Fuck you" (fuck you)
I came from a place where there's nobody to look up to (up to)
We weren′t broke together, tell me how the fuck I trust you? (Trust you)
I left mama house, bitch, I ain't have nowhere to run to (run to, run to)
Who the fuck gon' pay my bills, hoe?
I ain′t even did my nails, hoe
You gon′ make me beat yo' ass
At sixteen, I done had to pay my bail, hoe
Dryin′ my clothes on the radiator (shee)
Movin' in silence, can′t wake the neighbor
Duckin' the staties in aviators
I just put my city on, you thank me later
Bitch, I had to foreign the whip (skrr)
I had to woodgrain the dash in that shit
I can afford to put gas in that shit (gas in that)
Brand new account with no cash in that (frrt)
Waited my turn, now I′m havin' that
I want that man, you can have him back
So sick of showin' bitches how to rap
Uh
Take me back to when I lost my job, I told ′em "Fuck you" (fuck you)
I came from a place where there′s nobody to look up to (up to)
We weren't broke together, tell me how the fuck I trust you? (Trust you)
I left mama house, bitch, I ain′t have nowhere to run to (run to, run to)
He told me "Get up and go," so I brought the table with me (yeah, hoe)
I played The Hollywood Bowl and I brought the label with me (yeah, hoe)
I don't have time for these hoes that ain′t who they claimin' to be (claimin′ to be)
Bitch, I do not chat on the phone so speak with my management, peacefully handle it
Me with no money, it felt like abandonment
Bein' honest, I'm just not a fan of it
Say he got a big ego, I damaged it
Had to make sure we not where the cameras is
I′m with the scammers and we gettin′ scandalous
Smokin' on cannabis, hopefully Drake get my people in Canada
Run through the money, bitch, I got the stamina (hoe)
Huh
Take me back to when I lost my job, I told ′em "Fuck you" (fuck you)
I came from a place where there's nobody to look up to (up to)
We weren′t broke together, tell me how the fuck I trust you? (Trust you)
I left mama house, bitch, I ain't have nowhere to run to (run to, run to)
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Writer(s): Bianca Landrau, Abdul Dieng, Timothy Nihan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
