To RateThese boys try to holla and i don't reply
They just don't get it and i don't know why
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it i just tell em', boy bye (boy bye)
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits (boy bye)
How come you don't get it, get it, get it (boy bye)
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin (boy bye)
All my girls holla if he hit me (boy bye)
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits (boy bye)
How come you don't get it, get it, get it (boy bye)
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin (boy bye)
All my girls holla if he hit me (boy bye)
These boys try to holla and i don't reply
They just don't gеt it and i don't know why
Focused on my future boy ain't no future in you and mе
I ain't got no time for you, cause i'm to busy doin' me
I stay, lit with my girls
Running the world, boy you really need to stop
Really don't need you stressing me out cause boy i'm headed to the top
I stay on my grind (stay on my grind)
I gotta shine (i gotta shine)
Ain't wastin' no time (ain't wastin' no time)
You ain't on my mind, no
Stay on my grind (stay on my grind)
I gotta shine (i gotta shine)
Ain't wastin' no time (ain't wastin' no time)
You ain't on my mind, no
These boys try to holla and i don't reply
They just don't get it and i don't know why
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it i just tell em', boy bye (boy bye)
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits (boy bye)
How come you don't get it, get it, get it (boy bye)
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin (boy bye)
All my girls holla if he hit me (boy bye)
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits (boy bye)
How come you don't get it, get it, get it (boy bye)
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin (boy bye)
All my girls holla if he hit me
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it i just tell em'
Brooklyn queen i wear the crown
I got a lot of dreams, i'm tryna reach em' right now
Always on the go, boy i can't let you slow me down
I do this for my people, yea my family and my town
I see right through ya games, my mama didn't raise no clown
I gotta shine (i gotta shine)
Ain't wastin' no time (ain't wastin' no time)
You ain't on my mind, no
Stay on my grind (stay on my grind)
I gotta shine (i gotta shine)
Ain't wastin' no time (ain't wastin' no time)
You ain't on my mind, no
These boys try to holla and i don't reply
They just don't get it and i don't know why
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it i just tell em', boy bye (boy bye)
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits (boy bye)
How come you don't get it, get it, get it (boy bye)
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin (boy bye)
All my girls holla if he hit me (boy bye)
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits (boy bye)
How come you don't get it, get it, get it (boy bye)
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin (boy bye)
All my girls holla if he hit me (boy)
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it i just tell em', boy bye
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