Boi Mystery - KUNG PAO

I'm in the two-seater with the top down
I open the gates, I drive the drive-way
Poppin out the multi-million-dollar compound
Just to get Chinese, think I'll get Kung Pao
And I'm still intelligent I'm not a dropout
And I go to her place, My hands on her waist
I'ma beat it up, get the knockout
And I'm steaming in the sauna with a hot towel
So you you gonna call when it's crunch time
Someone who's makin' as much as me a month
Or someone making one-five
So who you go out with to eat, when it's lunchtime
So I guess you got a dumb mind
But it's gonna be your demise
Think you can get away with it
But I see through your lies
And when I look in your eyes
I know that you not right for me, but I wanna be with you tonight
Feels like I got a Glock on my nightstand, she sleepin' with a knife
Seems like you wanna ruin all my plans, girl I'm leavin' you to die
I can't leave with you tonight
Feels like you ain't lovin' me the same way that you used to
Feels like I overthink everything, but I'm always right, goddamn, like who knew?
And I still rock with the same crew, yuh
And she still text me, like "you up?"
Keep my distance, I can't do ya
Need my assistance, ya can't move, yuh
You might trip out if you pop this
I'ma leave her ex-man with a drop kick
Treated lil shawty like an object
Stop thinkin' like that, you not that
Self-conscious, you hurtin', I been there
You not gon' fix that, by spendin'
All my love is all I'm sendin'
She said "come over", I'm so tempted
I'm in the two-seater with the top down
I open the gates, I drive the drive-way
Poppin out the multi-million-dollar compound
Just to get Chinese, think I'll get Kung Pao
And I'm still intelligent I'm not a dropout
And I go to her place, My hands on her waist
I'ma beat it up, get the knockout
And I'm steaming in the sauna with a hot towel
So you you gonna call when it's crunch time
Someone who's makin' as much as me a month
Or someone making one-five
So who you go out with to eat, when it's lunchtime
So I guess you got a dumb mind
But it's gonna be your demise
Think you can get away with it
But I see through your lies
Time and time, again, I see the same girls comin' 'round
I make no promises, but you already know what I'm about
Check what time it is, I didn't like my Plain Jane, so I buss it down
Come back inside, and we gon' both discuss our feelings, talk it out

Written by:
Sammy Seppala

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