Inbox Lyrics

My inbox I be looking right in like a wristwatch

No tik tok

Shawty wish she had this cock

Need me a waitress to tip off to make her pissed off

I'm in a new mode

Fixing and finding the loophole

Damn that is too gold

I know that you do fold

This shit stupid flows

There's a fear of missing out

Peers only dissing just for clout

Let's see in a year whose filled with doubt

I can be all ears if you listen now

I almost died but expected to live

Just coast and glide with the best you can give

This is a test so please do not stress

You will learn a lesson if you don't submit

It is just me

You don't need to agree

Fill you with speed when this shit is in session it's all to the tea

Don't put me in the box

That shit is just rough

Don't hit my inbox

Cause I'll tell you what has been up

Fuck

That hook was all my pleasure

I might let you smoke some of my pressure

Sit on the book there's some fine mentions

They gon give you the look when I test it

And your dreads do not point in the right direction

You'll look at my watch for the time project

It's a type of neglecting, I know you affected

That I did not give you any of my attention

So I gotta go gonna be myself

Married to the game with a common spell

Tear me away I don't need no help

I read screens too much I can't see myself

Huh

Right in it

The rides tinted

With the fine print in

Don't lie we need to eye witness

This shit bout to blow catch the goat in the mode with the flow

Go for broke in the zone for the throne like

Oh

It is just me

You don't need to agree

Fill you with speed when this shit is in session it's all to the tea

Don't put me in the box

That shit is just rough

Don't hit my inbox

Cause I'll tell you what has been up

Fuck

It is just me

You don't need to agree

Fill you with speed when this shit is in session it's all to the tea

Don't put me in the box

That shit is just rough

Don't hit my inbox

Cause I'll tell you what has been up

Fuck