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lil noflo - stay late lyrics

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(hook)
yeah yeah yeah
b-tch on my naejae
i cannot care, bae
serving my drank late yeah
i cannot stay late
we cannot stay late
poppin and droppin it baby
you just be coping my indica
hoping to smoking the day away
you cannot lay lay
you try to stay stay
it is our payday
gimme the headache
gimme the headache

(refrain)
eating the frito lay
cooking my belly o’ bae
cooking my betty o’ taste
cooking the drip puttin it all to the waste
rick’s got his racks in the safe
cooking the back and i’m smoking yo -ss if you f-ck with my bae
getting the strap hearing babbling babbling f-ck with this b-tch then i blow you away aye
looking my way way yeah
you do not say bae yeah
she on the top of list and i told her
i’d give her a pay raise

(verse 1)
talking bout it for a minute aye
ain’t gotta speak but i give a pay
crying mad at me don’t give a d-mn
sitting back down counting up the bands
looking at the wrist ain’t gotta plan
shining off the walls like i’m spiderman
she f-ck for clout off of instagram
too many wives like i’m soloman
shouting and shouting my superfan
she sit back in my car again wondering
where the f-ck where i woulda been
this is not part of the plan
how do you not understand
you think that you can demand
running around in the circle and wondering
how the f-ck i am the champ
yeah
i am the man
i am the champ
peter the pan
pick up the dope
is what you’re saying
too many digits got into my hand
she got the lice
say she a dike
gotta lotta iced and it’s covered in sprite
cooking in kitchen i’m cooking it right
girl you coming through up in the night
just to keep me satisfied
think i lost my appet-te
she said her p-ssy ain’t dry
don’t even got to try
here’s the supply i say a goodbye
why you gotta clarify
he look like marty mcfly
flying so high in the sky
b-tch, you don’t have no wifi
cannot connect my device

(hook)
yeah yeah yeah
b-tch on my naejae
i cannot care bae
serving my drank late yeah
i cannot stay late
we cannot stay late
poppin and droppin it baby
you just be coping my indica
hoping to smoking the day away
you cannot lay lay
you try to stay stay
it is our payday
gimme the headache
gimme the headache

(refrain)
eating the frito lay
cooking my belly o’ bae
cooking my betty o’ taste
cooking the drip puttin it all to the waste
rick’s got his racks in the safe
cooking the back and i’m smoking yo -ss if you f-ck with my bae
getting the strap hearing babblin babblin f-ck with this b-tch then i blow you away aye
looking my way way yeah
you do not say bae yeah
she on the top of list and i told her i’d give her a pay raise

(outro)
talking bout it for a minute aye
ain’t gotta speak but i give a pay
crying mad at me don’t give a d-mn
sitting back down counting up the bands
looking at the wrist ain’t gotta plan
shining off the walls like i’m spiderman
she f-ck for clout off of instagram aye



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