Contemplating President lyrics

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Jace!


[Intro]
(She say that she's done, uh, she say that she's done)
(She say that she's done, uh, she say that she's done, uh)
(She say that she's done)
(She say that she's done, uh)
(She say that she's done, uh)

[Chorus]
Woah
Brand new car off the lot, and I'm on a speed that b*tch, woah
I don't even want his thot, but I'll still keep that b*tch, woah
You know I'm tryna free Cujo, I swear I miss that b*tch, ho'
n*gga try p*ss me off, bet we slide on sh*t, oh no
A hundred motherf*ckin' band, I was countin' up sh*t that that boy'll never get his hands on
Poppin' a Perc' like it's Mentos
Let's have flex-off, n*gga, turn your lil' bands on
2024, I got a lil' older and I'm still contemplating president
Money came in, I went bussed down Rollie but they call that b*tch a president

[Verse]
Racks came in, I got 'em, uh
I just took the bi' to Panama, uh
Talkin' racks, but it's not enough
Broke boy, ya' ain't got no funds
Done, uh, she say that she's done
I've been on the come-up, used to be a bum
I've been on that f*ck-sh*t, but they call it dumb
Pull up then we bust sh*t, leave that boy on the ground
I've been goin' dumb, lately I've been dumb (Dumb, dumb)
Dumb lately, n*gga, dumb (Dumb, dumb), dumb (Dumb, dumb)
[Chorus]
Woah
Brand new car off the lot, and I'm on a speed that b*tch, woah
I don't even want his thot, but I'll still keep that b*tch, woah
You know I'm tryna free Cujo, I swear I miss that b*tch, ho'
n*gga try p*ss me off, bet we slidin' on sh*t, oh no
A hundred motherf*ckin' band, I was countin' up sh*t that that boy'll never get his hands on
Poppin' a Perc' like it's Mentos
Let's have flex-off, n*gga, turn your lil' bands on
2024, I got a lil' older and I'm still contemplating president
Money came in, I went bussed down Rollie but they call that b*tch a president (President)
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