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Lyrics:
I'm feelin' stuck (Feelin' stuck)
I'm off a bean (Yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
I'm in the tree (Tree), she holler up (Holler up)
What you need? (What you need? Yeah) Got it up (Ooh-ooh)
I don't know why these hoes can't stand me
I guess I'm too demandin'
Wanna hit the double Coke, the candy (Candy)
I'm so high, no landin' (Landin')
Drippin', that Glock get steady (Steady)
Rockin' that shit, confetti (Confetti)
They all let it go on the telly (Telly)
They all wanna rub my belly
I got my dawgs out here poppin', at the reach (At the-)
I gotta come and eat, shit look like a blitz (Look like a-)
She wanna check me up, she wanna check my fit (Check my-)
I pull up, the Maybach jumpin', shorty better check my hits (Jumpin', jumpin')
I don't know why these hoes can't stand me
I guess I'm too demandin'
Private landing, I guess I keep my candy
She a super soaker, will it beat your Sandy?
I got a Henny, okay, but the go mean Randy
Diamonds and Margiela, AP canary yellow
Yeah, she deserve a Patek, 'cause she one of the members (For sure)
When it come to the dog, old money not a problem (Hmm)
Turned me to a killer, I just smashed a model (Yeah)
Tiffany come blue, her pussy good and pink (Pink)
Chicago in the wintertime, I'm orderin' minks (The minks)
Sellin' out arenas, I just murked the streets (The streets)
Coppin' a brand new castle in the Middle East (Woo, yeah)
My bitch sit Indian style when we sit down and eat (Woo)
I could do this shit, one take, but my style ain't free (Woo, Pluto)
I don't take hoes on no date, 'less they got pretty feet (I swear)
Quarter million on her head, quarter million on her head (Ah, yeah)
She mop it down the best, I can't feel my leg (My leg, I swear)
I done sniped off your ho' for a crumb of bread (Ho')
Got racks goin' out the roof, they bustin' through the ceilin' (Racks)
My new bitch, she the truth, show me a couple million (Freebandz)
I'm feelin' stuck (Feelin' stuck)
I'm off a bean (Yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
I'm in the tree (Tree), she holler up (Holler up)
What you need? (What you need? Yeah) Got it up (Ooh-ooh)
Keep goin', mmm (Oh)
Keep goin', keep goin' (Mmm-hmm)
Keep goin', keep goin'
Mmm, keep goin', keep goin'
Mmm, go, go
Mmm, keep goin', keep goin'
Mmm, go
I guess I'm spendin', double cup, I'm leanin'
(So good, so good, taste it, so good)
Guess I'm spendin', double cup, I'm leanin'
Need you to lean in (Lean)
She wanna come this way (Come on)
Heat it up, microwave (Microwave)
Heat it up, mic-, what, what?
She wanna ride my wave
She wanna come this way (She wanna-)
She wanna- (She wanna-), she wanna-
She wanna-, notice how you're feelin' tonight (So tight)
Oh, it's how you're feelin' tonight
I guess I'm too demandin', I guess I'll keep my candy
(I tried to tell you, but you know the demons cranky)
Just touched down in Miami (In Miami)
I guess I'll keep my candy, I guess I'm too demandin'
She wanna ride my wave, she wanna ride my train
Heat it up, microwave, come on, I'll show you place (Come on)
She wanna ride my wave, she wanna ride my train
Heat it up, microwave, come on, I'll show you place
I'm feelin' stuck (Feelin' stuck)
I'm off a bean (Yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
I'm in the tree (Tree), she holler up (Holler up)
What you need? (What you need? Yeah) Got it up (Ooh-ooh)
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