TOO LATE (LONDON)

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(Hahaha)

Why you keep calling?
I'm outta space, uh
You a little too late
Jump off a jet
I'm not the average, nigga, you mid
I'm so fresh that they wanna come take a pic
She a thief in the night, she can take dick
I'm in all Rick Owens, not K-Swiss
You don't need a butt-lift, you a fake bitch
I grind all night, I don't take breaks

He got cut from the plug, he ain't make weight
You'll get stepped on, no [?]
Shoot a door, 50 years like Tay-K
Just say what the problem is (Yeah)
They be doin' all this small talk but I know it's money, obviously
I thought they had my back but they left me in them projеcts, kid
It's over
I ain't even that hot and it's ovеr
He ain't famous, he got a poster
Her ass fat, she got a coaster
Come closer
I ain't even gon' bite 'til I'm 'posed to
I ain't even that high 'cause I'm focused
She ain't even my type but I want her
Why the fuck she keep moaning?

Why you keep calling?
I'm outta space, uh
You a little too late
Jump off a jet
I'm not the average, nigga, you mid
I'm so fresh that they wanna come take a pic
She a thief in the night, she can take dick
I'm in all Rick Owens, not K-Swiss
You don't need a butt-lift, you a fake bitch
I grind all night, I don't take breaks

And I'm too high honestly
Me and gang on the block and we shoot shit like we do photography
9th grade, I was sellin' them meds in the hallway, just a problem kid
I'm a god in this bitch like Odin
Right wrist glist, witness Jehovah
Keep coughing, this shit potent
Keep walkin', yo' life mean more
I was broke, I kick yo' door