duffy (otm) - mean it lyrics
[intro]
(beat that motherf+cker up, quad)
get in my bag
[chorus]
that money callin’, bae, i’m leavin’
she just said she hate me, she don’t mean it
i’m tryna blow a bag, we in neimans
slidin’ in a beamer and we speedin’, sh+t
she just said f+ck me, she don’t mean it
i’d rather you be mad then be tryna go get even
ptsd, i’ve been talkin’ to my demons
i just poured another double cup, it’s like i need it
[verse]
sh+t, all these other n+ggas average
rich habits, sh+t, bein’ broke i can’t imaginе
she know i’m a joint, she wanna come and see what’s happеnin’
she nasty, soon as i pull up, we get it crackin’
n+ggas know i got my strap, don’t even ask me
spendin’ cash, pourin’ all this lean ’cause i’m havin’
get it back, duffel full of racks, no scammin’
play caller, i be tryna get a n+gga turned to ashes
slip and it’s over with, where i be at, it’s hard to get
bleed the scene, take the scoreboard, no sportsmanship
dough getter, baby, you knew my intentions
we could get a bag together, why you trippin’?
sh+t, no overdo, we just doin’ what we supposed to
they like, “duffy hollywood, i can’t never get a hold of you”
pippy longstocking and shanaynay keep me company
blowin’ up my phone, she don’t never get enough of me, ugh
[chorus]
that money callin’, bae, i’m leavin’
she just said she hate me, she don’t mean it
i’m tryna blow a bag, we in neimans
slidin’ in a beamer and we speedin’, sh+t
she just said f+ck me, she don’t mean it
i’d rather you be mad then go tryna go get even
ptsd, i’ve been talkin’ to my demons
i just poured another double cup, it’s like i need it (you know the truth)
n+gga, n+gga know what the f+ck goin’ on
sh+t, that money callin’, bae, i’m leavin’ (you know i gotta get this money, right, baby?)
sh+t, alright, sh+t
she just said hate me, she don’t mean it (you know the truth)
alright, yeah (you know the truth)
i’m tryna blow a bag, we in neimans, sh+t
b+tch (got that sh+t on me, scoop you up in a foreign)
slidin’ in a beamer and we speedin’
rich habits, sh+t, bein’ broke i can’t imagine
she know i’m a joint, she wanna come and see what’s happenin’ (160 in a beamer)
get it back, duffel full of racks, no scammin’ (mud spillin’ on the dash)
play caller, i’m just tryna get a n+gga turned to ashes
uchies on the dashboard, that type of sh+t
yeah
n+gga, you know what the truth is
let me get in my bag
ugh
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