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tight end - ddg lyrics

[intro]
(shoutout 10fifty)

[chorus]
i like to be with women, i don’t f*ck with n*ggas
if you not my homie, i don’t speak or say wassup to n*ggas
i don’t do the back and forth, i’m just gon’ slump the n*gga
i can really flex a million cash, i’m just a humble n*gga
remember he was turnt, now you don’t see him now
these n*ggas disappeared, they must be playin’ hide or seek or somethin’
anyways, i’m still trending every week or somethin’
they thought that i was done but i ain’t even reach my peak or nothin’

[verse]
still movin’ ’round the city like a yn, i like that lil’ fine sh*t that you posted, let me buy in
take her shoppin’ all the stores around this high*end, she love when i land back in michigan, no tight end
buyin’ flights across the state, i got her landin’ late
i’m workin’ hard as sh*t, now shorty p*ssed ’cause i done missed a date
mother nature hatin’ on me, i just get the base
i buzz her at the gate, she haven’t ate, you know that neck was great
you know that neck was good, she gon’ f*ck me then get up and go and pack a wood
she ask me for one more round, but i don’t think i could
i don’t know how n*ggas livin’ but i’m livin’ good
yeah, b*tch i’m livin’ great
got a check for one*point*three, it was december eighth
you will fake it ’til you make it, all yo’ jewelry fake
broke, but yo’ b*tch bad, i bet she betray, i can make her cheat
i buy sh*t, don’t take it back, so i don’t get receipts
i’m a chef to all my n*ggas, i make sure they eat
i can’t flirt inside the club, they keep recordin’ me
she wanna link me 25/8, she don’t get bored of me
got too much motion in this b*tch, i brought the culture in this b*tch
i got my toaster in the whip, i got that blower on my hip
no ga, i do vip, i pay four k for me to sit
you droppin’ nonsense, i’m tryna tell you, “that ain’t it”
[chorus]
i like to be with women, i don’t f*ck with n*ggas
if you not my homie, i don’t speak or say wassup to n*ggas
i don’t do the back and forth, i’m just gon’ slump the n*gga
i can really flex a million cash, i’m just a humble n*gga
remember he was turnt, now you don’t see him now
these n*ggas disappeared, they must be playin’ hide or seek or somethin’
anyways, i’m still trending every week or somethin’
they thought that i was done but i ain’t even reach my peak or nothin’

- ddg lyrics

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