Tempo lyrics

[Intro]
Ax go crazy
b*tch

[Chorus]
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we f*ckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to f*ck, I'm like, "Hell no"
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna f*ck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
M's up, I got money plans (Huh)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (b*tch)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands" (Oh)
So turnt up in the club, yeah (Yeah)
That molly rock made me breakdance (Yeah)
And the cup is full of that mud, yeah
She wanna hit my cup, bеtter stay back (Stay back)

[Verse]
Little racks, keep those
Bad b*tch, finna deepthroat
Swеar that my heart is so cold (b*tch)
I swear that he is a bozo
You got me starin' at your photos
I done f*cked up, a lot of no-no's
Do I love you? Well, I don't know
This space gettin' kinda cold
We movin' so fast, they say we won't last
Got me too attached, bae tryna pull up with no cash
I was skippin' class, she was shakin' ass
My shooters on go when I say, "Attack" (b*tch)
[Chorus]
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we f*ckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to f*ck, I'm like, "Hell no" (b*tch)
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna f*ck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
M's up, I got money plans (Huh)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah
I told her, "You gotta use both hands" (Oh)
So turnt up in the club, yeah (Yeah)
That molly rock made me breakdance (Yeah)
And the cup is full of that mud, yeah
She wanna hit my cup, better stay back (Stay back)

[Outro]
(b*tch)