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Dramatic
by Seth
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(Woah)
(Woahh)
Aye
(Woah)
Woke up and the bottle was still in my hand I been talking my shit
If I shoot my shot at an 8 it ain't long 'till she turn to a 10
These niggas stressing 'bout money that they never planning to spend
I'm not dramatic I don't give a fuck who I gotta' convince
See I told 'em send her to me
We get a million a piece
Her dad got a Benz in the drive way
That she couldn't drive for a week
She think she hitting her peak
Her momma straight from the streets
That's why she look at me side ways
That's why she kissing her teeth
Niggas got problems and they all expect me to be on some sweet shit
Now I'm responding to bitches who username ending with demon
Open my phone and you see why I cover it up when I'm sleeping
She love to ask me the questions I cannot avoid when I'm drinking
Woke up and the bottle was still in my hand I been talking my shit
If I shoot my shot at an 8 it ain't long 'till she turn to a 10
These niggas stressing 'bout money that they never planning to spend
I'm not dramatic I don't give a fuck who I gotta' convince
See why would I stress over who I could be
I had to stop spending money on weed
Too many people have begged on they knees
So why would I give out a feature for free
If she take perc than it's only a half
Look back at all my decisions and laugh
She love me more after I got to tap
If she got some mileage then I'm running laps
Why do these Niggas put bitches on threads
Most of those bitches end up in my bed
See me in person repeat what you said
Texting a book like your phone ain't in debt
I'll put a 30 sentence on your head
I'm saying all of this shit with my chest
I put a nigga on once and I take that shit back 'cause it's trash and he's giving me creds
Woke up and the bottle was still in my hand I been talking my shit
If I shoot my shot at an 8 it ain't long 'till she turn to a 10
These niggas stressing 'bout money that they never planning to spend
I'm not dramatic I don't give a fuck who I gotta' convince
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woah)
(Woahh)
Aye
(Woah)
Woke up and the bottle was still in my hand I been talking my shit
If I shoot my shot at an 8 it ain't long 'till she turn to a 10
These niggas stressing 'bout money that they never planning to spend
I'm not dramatic I don't give a fuck who I gotta' convince
See I told 'em send her to me
We get a million a piece
Her dad got a Benz in the drive way
That she couldn't drive for a week
She think she hitting her peak
Her momma straight from the streets
That's why she look at me side ways
That's why she kissing her teeth
Niggas got problems and they all expect me to be on some sweet shit
Now I'm responding to bitches who username ending with demon
Open my phone and you see why I cover it up when I'm sleeping
She love to ask me the questions I cannot avoid when I'm drinking
Woke up and the bottle was still in my hand I been talking my shit
If I shoot my shot at an 8 it ain't long 'till she turn to a 10
These niggas stressing 'bout money that they never planning to spend
I'm not dramatic I don't give a fuck who I gotta' convince
See why would I stress over who I could be
I had to stop spending money on weed
Too many people have begged on they knees
So why would I give out a feature for free
If she take perc than it's only a half
Look back at all my decisions and laugh
She love me more after I got to tap
If she got some mileage then I'm running laps
Why do these Niggas put bitches on threads
Most of those bitches end up in my bed
See me in person repeat what you said
Texting a book like your phone ain't in debt
I'll put a 30 sentence on your head
I'm saying all of this shit with my chest
I put a nigga on once and I take that shit back 'cause it's trash and he's giving me creds
Woke up and the bottle was still in my hand I been talking my shit
If I shoot my shot at an 8 it ain't long 'till she turn to a 10
These niggas stressing 'bout money that they never planning to spend
I'm not dramatic I don't give a fuck who I gotta' convince
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
(Woahh, feeling dramatic)
