Album: Disrespectful (2022)
Charted: 7
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  • Yo, she a diva, not a keeper
    Yo, tell her, "Come jump in the Beamer"
    No, I don't wanna fight for no reason
    Yo, I ain't gonna lie, girl, I feel ya
    Yo, she made me go so crazy
    Yo, she got my heartbeat racin'
    Yo, why you wanna act fugazi?
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these ladies

    Yo, she a diva, not a keeper
    Yo, tell her, "Come jump in the Beamer"
    No, I don't wanna fight for no reason
    Yo, I ain't gonna lie, girl, I feel ya
    Yo, she made me go so crazy
    Yo, she got my heartbeat racin'
    Yo, why you wanna act fugazi?
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these ladies
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these hoes
    Yo, you ain't lived this life before
    No, I don't wanna fight no more
    Yo, when I'm with the guys on tour
    Yo, I raise the roof when I step in
    Hit casino, get the bets in
    You be D-low with the texting
    Yo, she ain't no fool to be messed with (yo, look)

    It's the morning, I'm still wasted
    Still pouring the drink at basic
    I met a baddie at the club tryna' taste it
    Face it, we was getting baddies on a day shift
    We was running 'round town on a mad one
    Now we got a mad gun, boom, get a lad gone
    Had a girl on my side but she never really tried
    Why the fuck would I care, G? It's mad long
    She be bellin' up my line all day (all day)
    I don't care 'cause she love the way it feels
    I can see it from a mile away (mile away)
    Darling, we getting drunk tonight for real
    I fill my glass, she fills a glass
    We back the shot feeling good (feeling good)
    She ain't nothing like these hoes and she got me on my toes
    And I feel like the way I should (yeah, yeah)

    I am the richest dreamer
    Sideways in Beamers in Fila
    Drinking steamers, taking the piss like I'm waving my weiner
    Have a straightner, I'm a geezer
    I don't care if your girl is a keeper, I'll steal her
    Turn her around like Tina
    I'm leaning (whoa) like the Tower of Pisa
    I'm old school like Bacardi Breezers (like the Breezers)
    Yeah, I proved you wrong like fuck all my teachers (fuck 'em)
    I'm old school like Bacardi Breezers
    Yeah, I proved you wrong like fuck all my teachers

    Yo, she a diva, not a keeper
    Yo, tell her, "Come jump in the Beamer"
    No, I don't wanna fight for no reason
    Yo, I ain't gonna lie, girl, I feel ya
    Yo, she made me go so crazy
    Yo, she got my heartbeat racin'
    Yo, why you wanna act fugazi?
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these ladies
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these hoes
    Yo, you ain't lived this life before
    No, I don't wanna fight no more
    Yo, when I'm with the guys on tour
    Yo, I raise the roof when I step in
    Hit casino, get the bets in (yo)
    You be D-low with the texting (Bugzy Malone)
    Yo, she ain't no fool to be messed with

    She's cold like she caught a fever
    And she's clued up, Wikipedia
    In my darkest times when I need her
    She's on the frontline, she's a leader
    This track's all over the gaff
    And the remix is a classic like a Reebok
    If I snap and I lose my temper
    She keeps be balanced out like a Libra
    The one bedroom flat we lived in
    The weed was stinking out the kitchen
    I've never met nobody else like you
    I think you're totally different
    It's a mazzalina
    Why don't you jump in my Beamer? Yeah

    I'm in the club fucked, she don't wanna go yard
    I got my funds up, I be tryna go hard
    Got my guns up every time we roll out
    I'm all bummed up, I ain't tryna slow down
    Goose in my rider, can't take a night off
    I'ma write off, someone tell me put the mic on
    I'm a icon and I do what I want
    She my wife now, take her to the islands

    Girl, I think that I'm in love with you
    Jump in the back of this BMW
    M-sport seats make you feel comfortable
    Those blue eyes make you look wonderful
    Fuck these, you're mine, you ain't number two
    Let's fly out, put blue seas under you
    I make time when I got stuff to do
    I like you, girl, do you like me too?

    Yo, she a diva, not a keeper
    Yo, tell her, "Come jump in the Beamer"
    No, I don't wanna fight for no reason
    Yo, I ain't gonna lie, girl, I feel ya
    Yo, she made me go so crazy
    Yo, she got my heartbeat racin'
    Yo, why you wanna act fugazi?
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these ladies
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these hoes
    Yo, you ain't lived this life before
    No, I don't wanna fight no more
    Yo, when I'm with the guys on tour
    Yo, I raise the roof when I step in
    Hit casino, get the bets in
    You be D-low with the texting
    Yo, she ain't no fool to be messed with

    Yo, she a Barbie girl, not a party girl
    I ain't gon' lie, if I pull up outside, all eyes on her
    She make me go so crazy, she got me lost for words
    She don't wanna tell no lies, good vibes, I'll go ride with her
    I'm a different man when the tables turn

    Yo, girl let's roll out, I'ma fly 'round
    Take you out somewhere nice, we can dine out
    Hit the club, get drunk, we can wil' out
    Good vibes, good times, what life's 'bout
    Jump in the Beam and get 'way for the weekend
    Yo, we can live life with a meaning
    Yo, you ain't gotta hide what you feelin'
    Yo, you ain't gotta lie when you speakin'

    Yo, she a diva, not a keeper
    Yo, tell her, "Come jump in the Beamer"
    No, I don't wanna fight for no reason
    Yo, I ain't gonna lie, girl, I feel ya
    Yo, she made me go so crazy
    Yo, she got my heartbeat racin'
    Yo, why you wanna act fugazi?
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these ladies
    Yo, you ain't nothin' like these hoes
    Yo, you ain't lived this life before
    No, I don't wanna fight no more
    Yo, when I'm with the guys on tour
    Yo, I raise the roof when I step in
    Hit casino, get the bets in
    You be D-low with the texting
    Yo, she ain't no fool to be messed with

    Father, Father, please forgive her
    I spent one day, she can't listen
    She don't practice what she preach
    She told me that she gon' leave
    Schitz and mental, she so jealous
    That's my girl, my Cinderella
    Ride or die, we slide together
    She make my life so much better Writer/s: Aaron Davies, Gareth Kelly, Jonathan Kirk, Kane Welsh, Rhys Thomas Sylvester, Samuel Robinson, Taidgh Moriarty
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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