Marc Jay & Yung Simi - Undo

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Did some things I can't undo
(Ayy, yea)
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Hit me on my telly
Say she sliding thru
(Ooo)
When I'm walking thru
They be staring in the room
(Yea)
Lean like Jamba Juice
Got Margiela on my shoes
Man this drip worth 40k
I'm the flyest in the room, Yea yea

Always wanna playa shawty
With that flavor shawty
All about my cake
Still I savor shawty
Keep a lot up on my plate
Know you hate it shawty
But it's all up in a day
When you the mayne lil shawty
Scuba in her cuda, tip toe round it till I fall in
Euro stepping round my targets
Feelin, feeling like James Harden
Light skinned chick like Candace Parker
Yeah she even get to sparking
So much heat LMPD
Looking for the team for arson

Can't undo
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(Ayy, yea)
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Can't undo
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(Ayy, yea)
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Hit me on my telly
Say she sliding thru
Top shelf attitude
Margaritas for her crew
If my girl don't think you cute
Go and holla at my dudes
Either way you can lose
We the flyest to the tomb, tomb

I give no fucks
These bitches showing no love
I'm whippin in the Benz truck
Cuz I been getting paper
Catch me with the fade
All my shit is tailor made
Up this 40 make my day
We pray the hate will go away
I stash them rocks inside my J's
This glock has seen some better days
But it's still perfect with the aim
It's picture perfect aint no way
This clip will drip but it don't spray
New Ren about to run the game
I burn this wood, I fly away
Deep in my pockets like some change

Can't undo
Did some things I can't undo
(Ayy, yea)
Can't undo
Did some things I can't undo

Can't undo
Did some things I can't undo
(Ayy, yea)
Can't undo
Did some things I can't undo

Hit me on my telly
Say she sliding thru
(Ooo)
When I'm walking thru
They be staring in the room
(Yea)
Lean like Jamba Juice
Got Margiela on my shoes
Man this drip worth 40k
I'm the flyest in the room, Yea yea

Hit me on my telly
Say she sliding thru
Top shelf, top shelf attitude
Margaritas for her crew
We the flyest to the tomb, tomb

Written by:
Marcus Helm Jr, Tyler Pendleton

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