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slayr - adulthood lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah (wa)
whoo, whoo, whoo

[chorus]
you can’t be in an adult’s business (oh, yeah)
go sit at the kids table (ha)
and don’t think it’s ’cause i hate you (oh, yeah)
i think you’re just too immature (ha)
i been the one, for sure
you don’t got problems if your ass is poor (poor)
she got to love me, can’t cuff me a wh0re
growin’ up now, i’ma ten, not a four (ten, not a four)
i got designer, christian dior
pressure applier, know how to score (know how to score)
he not a fighter, still want some more
don’t wanna say too much (don’t wanna say too much)

[verse]
and i don’t wanna say too much (yeah)
got a girl that wan’ give me love (aight)
[?], can you nip it in the bud? (yeah)
she take it slow, no, shе not tryn’ rush (uh+huh)
brand new whip, leave your ass in thе dust (skrrt)
i don’t know, should i give you my trust? (let’s go)
runnin’ out of things i wanna love (yeah)
only thing i love, money and mud, money and mud (wow)
finna rock out like big time rush
i’m inside a benz and that sh+t go dumb
you ain’t got no bands, you a b+tch with crumbs
why you got demands? i ain’t givin’ you nothin’
b+tch pullin’ down my pants, put my d+ck on her tongue
shawty was a vibe when i seen her last month
uh, tryna lie, tryna come up with somethin’, yeah (yeah, ye+yeah)
finally grows up and the world goes to sh+t (b+tch)
sh+t on the whole world, yeah, i might as well take a p+ss
your b+tch comin’ to my hood, oh my god, that ho takin’ d+ck (yeah)
mental health f+cked up, baby, i know i ain’t sh+t
p+ssy so wet, yeah, she know that i like her
takin’ our sh+t, yeah, they really some biters
stay with that fire, i belong in the rikers
losin’ my mind every time that i pipe her
don’t give no f+ck, give no f+ck ’bout no danger
like i got a sister and her name piper
i been the best since i dropped that lil’ cypher
coppin’ a lamb truck, it came with a driver
[chorus]
you can’t be in the adult’s business (aight)
go sit at the kids table (yeah)
and don’t think it’s ’cause i hate you— (uh)
you can’t be in the adult’s business (oh, yeah)
go sit at the kids table (yeah)
and don’t think it’s ’cause i hate you (huh)
i think you’re just too immature
i been the one, for sure
you don’t got problems if your ass is poor
she got to love me, can’t cuff me a wh0re
growin’ up now, i’ma ten, not a four
i got designer, christian dior
pressure applier, know how to score (score)
he not a fighter, still want some more
don’t wanna say too much (don’t wanna say too much)

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