nameitlater Lyrics

Been talking my shit so much

It got her feeling me

The assumption I'm like the next

Shit you gotta wait and see

Swear lil mhm was my best time

She crossed me last time

Hard to ignore she had me

Shit i almost flat lined damn

Texting my phone shit I'm tryn get money

Took me a trip outside look country

Been deep in my head outfit look bummy

Got her ass gone in the lyft shit trash

When I text that phone better pack them bags

Sent a lil grin inside she glad

I'm high off the one

But not smoking on runts

Bro chasing that scotti

Got 'em gone like Bugatti

Had me on stuck got me moving robotic

You throwing me off so I'm moving in silence

G keep that bag don't see what's in it

Used to be off that drank probably fucked up a kidney

R2 in the back and standing on business

Tryna get us so rich everyday be Christmas

Yea yea

You want it?

Just say it

I can't lie I waited

Wasted my time shit faded

Lil bro still young still keep him a bank

Smoke in the whip inside all danked

Been all in my head tryna see how imma play it

All in my head tryna conversate

Conversation right now you crazy

All on that za my eyes been lazy

Brodie said fuck it next time we brace em

Three.fiveshit stuffed all flavors

Stino fried said his eyes look Asian

That munyun poking out like bunyun

Take the tint off the whip they can see how we coming

Brah jammin tryn stop sumn

That 50 make him do sumn

All around

Take this shit around the world

Already high as stars

Switching lanes in a mopar

She on my hip like bumper cars

Said she tryna ride like motocrossed

Been having pain all in my eyes

Tryna stay clear of my demise

About three sumn shit look like pie

If you know your math then you know I'm high

In my eyes you know I'm fried

Drag my shit but I stay quiet

Truth be told I felt alone

That's the type of time I'm on

Still on 10 not moving wrong

Hoping that you play my song

Been talking my shit so much

It got her feeling me

The assumption I'm like the next

Shit you gotta wait and see

Swear lil mhm was my best time

She crossed me last time

Hard to ignore she had me

Shit i almost flat lined damn

Texting my phone shit I'm tryn get money

Took me a trip outside look country

Been deep in my head outfit look bummy

Got her ass gone in the lyft shit trash

When I text that phone better pack them bags

Sent a lil grin inside she glad

I'm high off the one

But not smoking on runts

Bro chasing that scotti

Got 'em gone like Bugatti

Had me on stuck got me moving robotic

You throwing me off so I'm moving in silence

G keep that bag don't see what's in it

Used to be off that drank probably fucked up a kidney

R2 in the back and standing on business

Tryna get us so rich everyday be Christmas

Yea yea