Buzz Lightyear lyrics

by

JJ The Demon


[Transcribing]

[Hook]
Heard you might jump to conclusions, baby, please be cautious
I could give a f*ck about the hate, that’s how I want it
Heard the n*gga gettin’ played, that NBA be callin’
‘Cause they heard I’m ballin’
Please, don’t stress, we on—

[Intro & Tag]
Aye, aye, aye, okay
Aye, gang, gang, aye
Aye, okay, aye
Say it with me, ohh
Say it with me, ohh
Say it with me, ohh
(Hey, I love you, consent)
Say it with me, ohh
Say it with me, ohh
Say it with me, ohh
Say it with me, ohh

[Hook]
Heard you might jump to conclusions, baby, please be cautious
I could give a f*ck about the hate, that’s how I want it
Heard that n*gga gettin’ played, that NBA be callin’
‘Cause they heard I’m ballin’
Please, don’t stress, we on it
Heard you might jump to conclusions, baby, please be cautious
I could give a f*ck about the hate, ‘cause that’s how I want it
Heard that n*gga gettin’ played, NBA be callin’
‘Cause they heard I’m ballin’
Please, don’t stress, we on it

[Post-Hook 1]
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Please, don’t stress, we…

[Verse]
Tired of bein’ broke, I can’t wait ‘til it’s payday
n*ggas talkin’ sh*t, what the f*ck can they say? Hey
Super smash, whoop his ass, n*gga, that’s that melee
I just took the bag, and I really need that pe-se
I mean, peso, I’m up in Cuban-a
pus*y so wet, when I’m f*ckin’ on ya’ daughter
I just live it up, and we boilin’ like some lava
All these n*ggas talkin’, I don’t really give a f*ck, though
Come in the back, aye, aye
You wanna f*ck? Uh, uh
What is yo’ name? Uh, aye
Shawty, come up, aye
These n*ggas is hatin’
These n*ggas is contemplatin’
Uh, n*gga, we touchin’ the bag
Touchin’ some sh*t that you never had
Trap up and movin’, he up in Mass
I don’t give a f*ck, and I’m drippin’ like weight
Drippin’ like wet, and I’m drippin’ like paint
All of these n*ggas is talkin’, they fake
I don’t got time for the width or the length
I gotta get to my money, my money, my money, my money, my money, my bank, uh

[Post-Hook 2]
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Hit it like macaroni (Oh, sh*t)
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)
Do not stress, we on it (Oh, sh*t)

[Outro]
Do not, uh (Oh, sh*t)
Do not, uh (Oh, sh*t)
Do not, uh (Oh, sh*t)
Do not, uh (Oh, sh*t)
f*ck, aye
f*ck, aye
f*ck with me, aye
Shawty wanna f*ck with me
Like, wassup?
Hey, wassup?
Hey, wassup?

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