froyo (feat. Warren Hue, Rich Brain & BIBI)

88rising

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    Shit have been crazy ever since I got on this floor
    Oceans seem calm enough to dive in though
    Hop on the wave, got all the damn things done
    It's my mistake, the water ain't shallow
    Sharks on their way, girl, get away
    They out for blood, they thirsty, no mercy, they out to hurt me
    And I want you to try me, dare you to drown me, yeah, yeah

    Baby, baby, you see the glow, head to toe
    Like oh, I'm the shit, yeah, I'm that bitch
    I don't need to know who you know
    Come and go like a wave moving my way

    Come and get some of the yum-yum
    They call it, they call it
    Yeah, wе on one like we'rе wild dumb
    They call it, they call it

    Uh, stop already, getting that WAP while I count my fifties
    I was like sixteen with a lil 50K from a show that I did last minute
    Change the mode if I don't fit in it
    Rappers talk bread, where is your credit?
    Man, I been had it
    Man, I been had it

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    Pull up at shows with hoes
    I'm posing steady now what was your question?
    I'm feeling cozy, cheeks are rosy
    Man, get the fuck outta my mentions
    Froyo's got a boatload
    I was biking around up in gold coast
    Four doors cool, but the snorkel please get me two of those
    Uh, winning, uh, uh, this only feel like beginning
    I got my mother and you got your mama
    So why do you say that we twinning? Uh
    Your music sounding like comedy
    Because it always just sound like you kidding, uh
    Spending two weeks in Oahu
    Then I had to go to LA for a fitting, uh
    What did I get from the deal can you check?
    400K if I just had to guess
    I am responsible, I'm not obsessed
    Maybe a little I gotta confess
    Twenty two, I got no homework
    I just got layers of Trojans
    I got no time for depression
    I gotta be here to kill all my opponents
    Indo is hot, I'm the coldest

    I need VV's no awards, ayy
    Shawty gon' fuck on the floor, ayy
    She think I'm trippin' and wylin'
    I told her my heart fucking up to the core, ayy
    Four, four, four, woah
    Jay-Z rock with fellas when I'm bored, ayy
    Four chords make a hit, had shawty screaming in the encores
    That bitch said: Warren, you famous
    Let's meet at a party, she ask me like damn where you at
    She used to hate me but I'm getting bands, show it off
    And now she don't know to react
    Tired of all of these clubs in the west, I'm too busy
    But she don't know how to relax
    SUV Uber, I got me a show
    So I kill that shit, dip out and I cancel her plans

    Ayy, I got a business meeting, fuck a function
    I cannot deal with no fuck shit
    This that red solo cup shit
    I be making many moves
    Money different hues
    You make assumptions
    What I gotta do to prove
    That I'm in a booth
    Turn 'em into nothings
    Rappers left interrupted
    Static TV when I come in
    I don't even like the public
    Poppin', my only option
    Sell six like it's Boston, sold out like I'm top ten
    Sold out like I'm wait, yeah
    Souls out, I can't trust 'em, yeah

    Stop already, gettin' that WAP while I count my fifties
    I was like sixteen with a lil 50K from a show that I did last minute
    Change the mode if I don't fit in it
    Rappers talk bread, where is your credit?
    Man, I been had it
    Man, I been had it

    Ayy, she tryna tell me I'm next (ayy)
    She went to show and she all up in my DMs
    She wanna pull up undressed (ayy)
    I like the way that she moving
    I keep it a hundred with bands on my desk (ayy)
    She do pilates while I'm in the party
    Pockets only thing I stretch (ayy)
    Mr fantastic, new bitches on me go plastic
    Fake face every single place I go
    I be up in Calabasas
    I just bought a brand new piece out in Soho
    I feel like Michael Jackson, one glove on when I'm rapping
    Have my thoughts distracted (ayy, ayy, ayy)
    Fashion I love, so my shoe on Dior
    LA bad bitches but she in New York
    I told my label I need me a tour
    Warren keep speeding but he be off course
    I haven't seen where I'm at in a long time
    I got too many bands to explore, blue hunnids, blue hunnids, yeah
    I need the whole Louis Vuitton decor, yeah

    Ayy, I got a business meeting, fuck a function
    I cannot deal with no fuck shit
    This that red solo cup shit
    I be making many moves
    Money different hues
    You make assumptions
    What I gotta do to prove
    That I'm in a booth
    Turn 'em into nothings
    Rappers left interrupted
    Static TV when I come in
    I don't even like the public
    Poppin', my only option
    Sell six like it's Boston, sold out like I'm top ten
    Sold out like I'm wait, yeah

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