datejust lyrics

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[Intro]
Huh (How?)
Huh (How?)
Huh (How?)
Huh (Chance, how?)
Huh (Is that Tuti? How?)
Huh (How?)
Huh (How, how, how, how?)

[Chorus]
Bleh, bleh
Bad b*tch all on my side (Side)
Ridin' around with tw-two nines (Nine)
Baby 'K that be on my side (Side)
f*ckin' on Katie
And I'm ballin' hard like the '80's (Huh)
If a n*gga want beef then we bakin' (Bake)
And that b*tch get to acting to crazy (Craz—)
I'm finna blow like grenade ('Nade)
She get to drinking me, lemonade ('Nade)
Hop in that new car and I'm racing it (Race)
She act complacent ('Place—)
My n*ggas walk down and face 'em (Face)
I rock the Carti, don't want the Datejust (Date)
I can tell the f*ck n*gga hate Jace! much (Jace!)
Think I'm finna f*ck, but I won't say much (Mu', mu')
[Verse]
Think I'm finna f*ck, but I won't say much (Mu', mu')
Think I'm finna f*ck, but I won't—
I rock the Carti, don't want the Datejust (Date)
She don't wanna be with me while I say such (Say)
I'ma give it to her, but she can't take much (Take)
I gotta get to it, girl, I can't lay up (Lay)
I'm back on that purple stuff like Dave Blunts (Dave)
He don't got range, gotta get his aim up (Range)
I done got older since Zay was young (Young)
30 locked up, smoked a K blunt (Blunt)
Bust her down, give her a face nut (Nut)
Ho trash, ho trash, ho trash, give her fake nut (Fake)
Take her to [?] to buy her a lace front (Lace)
I was just on my ass and then I had came up (Came)
I was just on my ass—

[Bridge]
Huh, came (Bleh)
Huh, came ('Kay, le-go-le-go-le-go-le-go)
Huh, came (Le-go-le-go)
Huh, came (I was just on my ass and then I had came up)
Huh, came
Huh, came ('Kay, le-go-le-go-le-go-le-go)
Huh, came (Le-go-le-go)
Huh, came (I was just on my ass and then I had came up)
Huh
[Chorus]
Bleh, bleh
Bad b*tch all on my side (Side)
Ridin' around with tw-two nines (Nine)
Baby 'K that be on my side (Side)
f*ckin' on Katie
And I'm ballin' hard like the '80's (Huh)
If a n*gga want beef then we bakin' (Bake)
And that b*tch get to acting to crazy (Craz—)
I'm finna blow like grenade ('Nade)
She get to drinking me, lemonade ('Nade)
Hop in that new car and I'm racing it (Race)
She act complacent ('Place—)
My n*ggas walk down and face 'em (Face)
I rock the Carti, don't want the Datejust (Date)
I can tell the f*ck n*gga hate Jace! much (Jace!)
Think I'm finna f*ck, but I won't say much

[Outro]
(Is that Tuti?)