Don’t get stuck versuri

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[Intro]
(Hehe)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold up, TMS (TM— TMS)

[Chorus]
I remember the days, had to sleep on the floor
But I said that I love you, don’t love you no more (Yeah, yeah)
I got a plan I’ma throw on the board
If this shit don’t work, then it’s mission abort (Uh)
Bro came through in a brand-new Porsche
I’ma make this shit work, shoot it from the half court
Hold up, push up, push up
You the baddest bitch in the club (Uh, no)
Strikers got it, know that we next
Strikers got it, know that we up (Uh, no)
Put 10K on my own damn head ‘fore I go out bad ‘bout a boy that sucks
I’m tryna show you the world, bae (Yeah)
Come with me, please, just don’t get stuck (No attachments, yeah)

[Verse]
Huh, huh, huh
This onе is for my guys that be doin’ their thing (Uh, no)
I could step Dsquarеd, I ain’t comin’ in bling
Tryna get me to a milli’ ‘fore I buy her a mink
I know mama get real sad we don’t sync (Uh, yeah)
Do this shit up for a livin’, yeah, it work in a blink (Uh, no)
You ain’t fuckin’ with my brodie, you ain’t fuckin’ with me
You ain’t fuckin’ with my brodie, you ain’t fuckin’ with me (Yeah, yeah)
Hold on, shoutout killjae, please don’t test me
Why all a sudden these people tryna best me (Yeah, yeah)
My lil’ bro shoot the G with his lefty (Uh, no)
I don’t care, I just wanna be happy
It gon’ take me a minute to get there
It gon’ take me a minute to see you
But I promise you that it’ll be perfect (Uh, no, yeah)
Got the racks up in the couch, and it’s under there
Boy, she really keep the Chrome Hearts underwear (Uh, yeah, yeah)
I could do this shit forever like a Tupperware
Bet the key disappeared, bet they wonder where (Oh yeah, yeah)
There’s a key to the box, I got it
​beauty:beast up on the shirt, that’s for summer wear (Oh yeah, yeah)
I don’t really wanna think, can’t become aware
I don’t really wanna think, can’t become aware (Uh-uh)
My bro takin’ souls like Crona
I can’t cry like a bitch like Sora (Uh-uh)
Me and bro like Madoka, Homura
I can’t come up with flows, shit borin’ (Oh yeah, yeah)
Boy, I just went to bed on a loss
I woke up, 15K in the morning (Oh yeah, yeah)
And I just came with Demna socks
That shit corny, but fuck it, I’m scorin’ (Oh yeah, let’s go, I’m scorin’, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
TMS, huh, TMS, huh
Hold up, hold on, hold on, push up, push up (TMS, TMS, TMS, TMS)

[Chorus]
I remember the days, had to sleep on the floor
But I said that I love you, don’t love you no more (I don’t love you no more)
I got a plan I’ma throw on the board
If this shit don’t work, then it’s mission abort (Then mission abort, yeah)
Bro came through in a brand-new Porsche
I’ma make this shit work, shoot it from the half court (Shoot it from the half court, yeah)
Hold up, push up, push up
You the baddest bitch in the club (Bitch in the club)
Strikers got it, know that we next (Know that we next)
Strikers got it, know that we up (Know that we up)
Put 10K on my own damn head ‘fore I go out bad ‘bout a boy that sucks
I’m tryna show you the world, bae
Come with me, please, just don’t get stuck (Don’t get stuck)

[Outro]
TMS, TMS, TMS
TMS, TMS, TMS
TMS, TMS, TMS