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[Intro]
Oliver

[Chorus]
She don't talk to me no more
Now that she know that I got a lil' bag (She wanna come back)
Of course, don't knock on my door (How many trophies you got? Ha)
Like, how many trophies I got? Forty-four
Poured like one more
I'm sorry for all of the ones I was waitin' for
Came wit' the choppa, that bit' get to bakin'
I'm up in the kitchen, yeah, I'm whippin' some bacon
I walk with a Glock in the 'pot like I'm Haitian
She movin' that shit like a damn animation
That choppa gon' cook him, you know it's gon' bake him
That choppa gon' break his ankle, it's gon' fake him
Hop out with some more

[Verse]
Come back to the court
Spinner with me, gon' short
(Okay, get to the point)
The point is that I get thе blick [?] galore
He got a dream, and hе askin' for more
Why can't you just appeciate it?
Up at the top of this shit, I can't fake it
I do not care if I even don't make it
(I'm livin' life, and I'm totin' the pagers)
I'm really just a lil' jit in the makin'
And voices inside of my head, they be racin'
But, I can't control
And they say I'm okay, I'm like, "No"
Hear a [?], go answer my door
And, this shit getting out of control
Just wanna go (Oh)
Just wanna show you
I miss the old ho you
But this, I'll never get that back, 'cause you changed up on me

[Chorus]
She don't talk to me no more
Now that she know that I got a lil' bag (She wanna come back)
Of course, don't knock on my door (How many trophies you got? Ha)
Like, how many trophies I got? Forty-four
Poured like one more
I'm sorry for all of the ones I was waitin' for
Came wit' the choppa, that bit' get to bakin'
I'm up in the kitchen, yeah, I'm whippin' some bacon
I walk with a Glock in the 'pot like I'm Haitian
She movin' that shit like a damn animation
That choppa gon' cook him, you know it's gon' bake him
That choppa gon' break his ankle, it's gon' fake him
Hop out with some more