BADMNRCH and Realnamejames and Nicklaus Gray - iMessage

You got lost
Took an L on chin
Now you all glowed up
And you don't need him
Know your inbox full
Here's my proposition
if you tryna upgrade
Hit my iMessage

Her life, Fluorescent
I'm like, More lesson
More cake, More stressin
She more My Weapon
Her life, Fluorescent
I'm like, More lesson
More cake, More stressin
She more My Weapon

Sippin and swerving
Bet it won't hurt me
I'm in my bag and she in her Birkin
She get low like a track meet
She off the block like a track meet

Gotta get it while it's hot
This time this shit don't stop
Tell me now watch
She ain't gone wait for you
She ain't really gone play the rules

Backin up on a nigga for figures
It figures her body kinetic
it do not matter that she got a man
Because I got them hands
And that boy is pathetic
I'm saying my nigga

Back to biz, Accurate
That's that mackin shit
Activist
For that movement
I move shit
That down low
Get to shit

You got lost
Took an L on chin
Now you all glowed up
And you don't need him
Know your inbox full
Here's my proposition
if you tryna upgrade
Hit my iMessage

Her life, Fluorescent
I'm like, More lesson
More cake, More stressin
She more My Weapon
Her life, Fluorescent
I'm like, More lesson
More cake, More stressin
She more My Weapon

We up all night all night all night
Are you alright alright alright
You been all by yourself you need truth in the world
Tucked on the side don't you move by the girl

She got that juice box
But the juice hot
When it go down
Got it mixed up
Like a mistake
Fuck her mister
Been Lowkey
Smoking OG
Wit a dime piece
In the OC
You been through it
So this good night
Put it on me
Kill the pussy after
Then it's back to life like Quan Chi Issa zombie

Written by:
James Marquez, Nicolas Clark

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