Yea'
It feel like a jab when the song hit the booth
Feels like a jabbsesh I woke up at 2
I got the highs and the lows
On the low I got high and I swear it was out of the blue
Guess you could say it was out of the green
Turn on the cam 'cause we making a scene
Making a killing and making it clean
And in the rear its a couple of fiends
She said I'm controlling
Baby I cannot control ya
I don't use controllers
Drive like it's stolen
Yea, I gotta come over
I'm tryna mow ya
Girl I'm the game, stop playing games
You said that you wanted a nerd
I love to drink a couple of things
It's a gift and a curse
Don't try to blow me off
I'll tell you the truth like I know it all
To tell you the truth I'm a know it all
See them guys they won't cause they're fake like folklore
Type of guy who's on his lonesome
Couple of drinks man I want some
Couple of friends we gonna run one
Heading up north from London
(Ski ski) I've been the best yes
Since adolescence
(Yeah Yeah)
Couldn't be less yeah
That don't make sense yea'
(Yeah yeah)
I got the chills, you see what I did?
Pree what I preach, Print the receipt
I got them pissed, cover my six
Don't care what you think (sheesh)
It feel like a jab when the song hit the booth
Feels like a jabbsesh, I woke at 2
I got the highs and the lows
On the low I got high and I swear it was out of the blue
Guess you could say it was out of the green
Turn on the cam cause we making a scene
Making a killing and making clean
And in the rear its a couple of fiends
Girl don't try to blow me off
I'll tell you the truth like I know it all
To tell you the truth I'm a know it all
She be like boy you don't know it all, not at all
Type of guy who's on his lonesome
Couple of business I want some
Couple of friends we gonna run one
Head back to Bakewell from London
Put me on YouTube I'll edit
Replay the video I'll edit it
Trying so hard that it's menacing
It's in blood like it's medicine
It's in my veins so I gotta keep using
W key so I gotta keep moving
The cameras on focus if life is a movie
Been working on me it's about self improving
It feel like a jab when the song hit the booth
Feels like a jabbsesh, I woke at 2
I got the highs and the lows
On the low I got high and I swear it was out of the blue
Guess you could say it was out of the green
Turn on the cam cause we making a scene
Making a killing and making clean
And in the rear its a couple of fiends