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Complexity lyrics

Performer Royce

Complexity song lyrics by Royce official

Complexity is a song in English

I left the lean in my cup
On the nightstand
I told my mom life is fucked
Don't know who I am
Another screaming match
I don't wanna fight again
I'm sorry baby
I'ma have to call you back

(Yeah)

I need a bitch who not gon' fuck
But who gon' care for me
I know it could take a while
Could you bear with me
And I can't trust like any bitch
I'm treading carefully
Girl, you know how much I like it
When you stare at me

I've been thinking about you for a while now
All my friends, they think I'm tripping, need to pipe down
Baby could we link up, I'm tryna see you right now
Late night vibes, baby, could we cut the lights out

Tryna get it on, tell me what it is
I can fuck it up, I'll make the beat for basskids
And I know that she bad, but can she take dick
Ain't waiting for no movement, I'm just tryna break in

Where the cash at where the bag at I'm tryna get it
Still riding round in my city with a fitted
Looking for some women cause I'm done with these bitches
Yeah, I'm really done with these bitches

Tryna find my way getting paid
I'm still kinda broke, minimum wage
Brody told me look up better days
I don't see shit I'm still stuck in a haze

I'ma get it up I'ma get it up
(Ay)
Put the Benjis up put the Benjis up
(Ay)

I've been getting cash and my tank been filling up
All these niggas mad I'ma take another dub

What's up?

I need more, I need more drugs
What's that Wokesha in my cup
No, you cannot feature in my buzz
Don't act like we need you you need us

I put them in the stars like Elon Musk
Cause I don't trust, yeah, I don't trust
So don't expect me to show no love
And don't expect me to give no fuck

I left the lean in my cup
On the nightstand
I told my mom life is fucked
Don't know who I am
Another screaming match
I don't wanna fight again
I'm sorry, baby
I'ma call you right back

Tryna get it on tell me what it is
I can fuck it up, I'll make a beat for basskids
And I know that she bad, but can she take dick
Ain't waiting for no movement I'm just tryna l break in

Where the cash at
Where the bag at
I'm tryna get it
Still riding around in my city with a fitted
Looking for some women cause I'm done with these bitches
Yeah, I'm really done with these bitches

Done with the hoes, I'm with the bros
We got too lit, we be off the bottles
Bro got me lit, a young nigga gone
Somehow I still feel like I'm on my own

Tryna get lil' nigga wrist froze
Can't meet this bitch who stand ten toes

Niggas is so low,
Check their portfolio
A nigga is so cold,
I feel like I'm frozone

But my niggas bring heat to the party
My niggas stay deep at the party
You'll get hit with me at the party
Them niggas gon' bleed at the party

I'm on what you fuck niggas are not
I'ma wipe his nose like that nigga named Snot
You don't tote poles, but you act like you hot
Lil' nigga you a hoe, you can go kick rocks
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Sean COLSTON
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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