Gen3va ft. Master C Lyrics

I don't mean to flex, uh, but I got a bad bitch fast with the text

If she want a bone, I know I can't give her dog

But if she wanna help me out with the neck

I'll say, oh, what the heck

I be workin' too hard, almost feel like a scholar cause my head ache Baked back

Laid out, tryna get some cake now, Benjamin is all I hear, In my ear now

When I got this shit played out, dragged out, orderin' some takeout

Baked now, waitin' on the meal While I run the track out to the fame now

Show the game that I'm insane, faded

Never jaded, run the game, amazing

See me like we goin' crazy

With the, with the, with the, bar raisin'

With Modelos, con Coronas

Nuncha chasing cola

Now I got em' all tryna catch a hola hola

I don't even know ya, but I'll see you at the tropics

If you make it on the top list, of my top ten

Be the topic

Have a good time on the island, Mano go and show em' how ya slide in

Eighteen, got flung through a window

Eighteen, hit my head so I spit slow

Eighteen, seen the baddest girl in school

I leaned into my homies, I said, yeah, that'll do

Smooth moves, kid, you really did me proud

Now lean up on that pen, shit is different for us now

We got issues in this bitch that we just need to figure out

Keep on spittin' like you spittin', we gon' get a couple thou

Ay, it's young Mano

Fucking' with the beat like Play-Doh

Then I pass it to my homie Hot Potato, what you say though

I'm tryna click with her no Lego

Cause girl, I heard you're oh so fuego

Okay so

Let's go and get some tacos

Fuck all of your vatos,

They just tryna get a little closer to your gato

I'm just tryna get a little closer to your corazon

Plus, I'm hopin' you a fan once I put you on

Get you as a fan cause we hot

Potato come around, bitch, it's hot

Swear it's like a Benz, how she drop

And my G's never stop till we got it on lock, unlock

Oh, God, I put it on Jesus

Bitches is my sons, let me take him to Geneva

I know that y'all need this, see y'all fallin' to pieces

You wanna take a trip with me, then put the keys in, easy

Easy, don't believe me, ah don't even

If you feel it, then believe it

I be geekin', not teasin'

see I'm cheesin', not readin'

What she needin'

What she pleadin'

Eyes bleedin', but I'll be fine by the weekend

Sun creepin', through the blinds, never sleepin'

New season, Kamano and C-wreaking

Havoc on the game, they passin' on my name

They have laggin' on the plane, be back another day

Keep track of what we say, no slackin', we don't play

Take bake, shoulda never let me pound cake

Big money shoulda never let me round cake

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