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[Jade]
Don't, away-away-away, boy
Don't walk away–
There-there-there for you
Don't–, don't walk away, boy
Don't walk–, don't walk away
I'll be right there for you
[JPEGMAFIA]
Ayy, bitch, I'm back outside, they gettin' surprised when they hearin' these beats like epiphanies
Back and forth with this African booty scratcher, I left all of that talkin' for bitches, b
I was at the château with the blower
You said you would show, but you never did shit to me
Don't, away-away-away, boy
Don't walk away–
There-there-there for you
Don't–, don't walk away, boy
Don't walk–, don't walk away
I'll be right there for you
[JPEGMAFIA]
Ayy, bitch, I'm back outside, they gettin' surprised when they hearin' these beats like epiphanies
Back and forth with this African booty scratcher, I left all of that talkin' for bitches, b
I was at the château with the blower
You said you would show, but you never did shit to me
If you showed for that face, that face wouldn't be shit but some shots
And stained MOWALOLA tees
This bitch text other men, sending pics of me
He talk shit with his friend, send that shit to me
That bitch only online, she ain't real to me
They is what niggas think I'm supposed to be
It's so funny, you claimin' you tough, but you can't back it up, but you back it and post at me
I done had that boy faced down, ass up, like yo' baby mama be, uh (I'll be right there for you)
Fuck these niggas, I'm spazzin', hittin' that ho 'til I gave her a heart attack
I just told that bitch stretch on your body back
I put creativity back on the map
I be spittin' that dope like it's eighties crack
Fuck you, you ain't gettin' no cash back
And stained MOWALOLA tees
This bitch text other men, sending pics of me
He talk shit with his friend, send that shit to me
That bitch only online, she ain't real to me
They is what niggas think I'm supposed to be
It's so funny, you claimin' you tough, but you can't back it up, but you back it and post at me
I done had that boy faced down, ass up, like yo' baby mama be, uh (I'll be right there for you)
Fuck these niggas, I'm spazzin', hittin' that ho 'til I gave her a heart attack
I just told that bitch stretch on your body back
I put creativity back on the map
I be spittin' that dope like it's eighties crack
Fuck you, you ain't gettin' no cash back
He see daddy and then he get flashbacks
You keep yappin', I open my Cash App
I ball, head on the sack
Bitch, I go Amber Rose to these MAGA raps
Yeah, I stand on that shit, ain't no back and back
I don't care what you feel, I ain't factor that, and that's real
Barry Sanders, every runner's a real
Colonel Sanders, keep the recipe sealed
These niggas connected like Bronny, for real
That nepotism, won't help you in the fied (I'll be right–)
I let it hit, blowin' that coffee, I'm takin' a sip
Everybody thinkin' pickin', they sweet
Thinkin' its splenda 'til I let it rip
Y'all niggas thinkin' you one step ahead
You keep yappin', I open my Cash App
I ball, head on the sack
Bitch, I go Amber Rose to these MAGA raps
Yeah, I stand on that shit, ain't no back and back
I don't care what you feel, I ain't factor that, and that's real
Barry Sanders, every runner's a real
Colonel Sanders, keep the recipe sealed
These niggas connected like Bronny, for real
That nepotism, won't help you in the fied (I'll be right–)
I let it hit, blowin' that coffee, I'm takin' a sip
Everybody thinkin' pickin', they sweet
Thinkin' its splenda 'til I let it rip
Y'all niggas thinkin' you one step ahead
This me lettin' you know that I'm hip
Y'all keep on thinkin' I'm playin' the hand I was dealt
Yeah, until the same cake get a grip on that bitch
Y'all want none of them problems
Y'all want none them issues
None of your people gon' miss you
You're better off with a tissue
Go to the rocket with misses
She catchin' the tip like a stripper
I had issues with my barber
You got issues with the clippers
[Jade]
Don't–, away-away-away, boy
Don't walk away
There-there-there for you
Y'all keep on thinkin' I'm playin' the hand I was dealt
Yeah, until the same cake get a grip on that bitch
Y'all want none of them problems
Y'all want none them issues
None of your people gon' miss you
You're better off with a tissue
Go to the rocket with misses
She catchin' the tip like a stripper
I had issues with my barber
You got issues with the clippers
[Jade]
Don't–, away-away-away, boy
Don't walk away
There-there-there for you
Don't–, don't walk away, boy
Don't walk–, don't walk away
I'll be right there for you
Don't walk–, don't walk away
I'll be right there for you
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