TKO-Justin Timberlake& J.Cole&A$AP Rocky&Pusha T

I don't understand it

Tell me how could you be so low?

(And all in thrilling, new, living sound)

Dammit babe...

Blood thicker than water, right?

Fuck bitches, they all alike

Stand up nigga, not the fallin' type

Heart blacker than a Harlem night

'Til I met you, they say the devil wear Prada

But I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you

Damn look at that body

Short bus shawty, cause it sure is special

Cole to the rescue, never save a ho

Hoes like to hide their behavior though

Thought you was a down ass bitch

'Til I found that shit a couple days ago

I was home alone, next thing I know

That long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on

The room got nearer, the tomb got clearer

That's when I seen the shit playin' on your phone

Girl, what is that? A ringtone?

Shit, not you too

Man that hype done got you too

Everybody and their momma gassed

Even my momma asked what I'mma do

Decisions, decisions

In case this is war, then I load up on all ammunition

If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on auto

I'll make sure that nobody miss him

Now pack up your shit, you don't believe in me

I don't need you, I got me, bitch

Same nigga moved to NYC, bitch

Got a record deal and a college degree, bitch

Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks

And I never ever ever lean on Jay Z, bitch

And after all that achievement

Real nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed

Now you try to play me, bitch?

You try to fuckin' play me?

I ought to knock your ass out

TKO

I don't understand it

Tell me how could you be so low?

You been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows

Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome

Dammit babe...

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it

Had the game on lock, streets serenaded

Now you lame mothafuckas lookin' devastated

Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it?

Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that

He black, he don't like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack

Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch

Fuck that bitch he with, finished talking shit? Get up off my dick

The nonsense is synonymous with comments from the blogs about

Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises

I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my closet

Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it

Besides it I'd deny the shit

Y'all should stop the shit

I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doctor prescribed my shit

Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and dropin' shit

'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits

She pop her pussy, pop a xanny, popular for compliments

Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her confidence

Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit

Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common sense

I don't understand it

Tell me how could you be so low?

You been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows

Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome

Dammit babe...

JT this like deja vu right?

All this album of the year talk

Niggas claiming they're the best out

I been hot since the Purple Tape

And this cuban's poking my chest out

They keep calling on King Push

This beach chair, I'm stretched out

My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's etched out

I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun

If I make her mine, I made her mind, she fall in line and we got some

Memoirs of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire

Elias skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like build-a-bear

Fuck you know about the type of rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands

Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands

A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my name rung

I sold dope where I came from and it's all dope what I made from it

No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my bowtie

JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby like showtime

She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow

Wish trp the dier fslow is dear slow is tap gto

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