Leave (feat. Jordyn Johnson & Jack Atlas)

I'm the type to leave a bitch confused Every day I'm feeling something new No it's not on you, when I cut you loose So don't think you got a thing to prove Mama said I'm 'bout to lose my head Phone on silent, leave a bitch on read When I leave them they be acting hella crazy He keyed my car because I got a new baby How about a word of advice, you should probly think twice Lovin' me 'gon make you lose your mind Lovin' me 'gon make you lose your mind I just wanna go You don't got a hold on me Please just take me home Why you always make a scene This shit gettin' old So I'll type out everything I don't need another reason, I'm already leavin' I'm a shooter rip rip, my medulla dr-drip drip If she the one I call my jeweler quick quick Gang gang, bangity bang bang If she a Aries I tell her the same thang Shootin' through the roof my Ohio State Buckeyes I do this for my suckeyes and clear the sample 'for I see the sunrise Trippin' so we fist fought, put him in a slip knot Who are you tell me if it's hip hop Down forty grand from the literal start It break her heart, that's a major in the liberal arts 'Cause life rips till it rip you apart So let it rip from the start Upsexy what it smell like Sittin in a cell like, unemployment never quite felt right Fake money go fast Gotta hustle mothafucka that's facts I just wanna go You don't got a hold on me Please just take me home Why you always make a scene This shit gettin' old So I'll type out everything I don't need another reason, I'm already leavin' Rollin' up six deep, five in the seat One in the cab, let 'em out the back No security check and the whole place packed This a kind of vibe I been waitin' to catch Don't do credit, nah I pay in all cash Twenty percent tip, five percent tint Shades on at night like a blast from the past Don't ask, got contraband in the bag Old school cuts might bring back swag Attitude nast, with a cold chain to match Like Coltrane mane, 'cause I'm blowin' money fast Gotta get it while I'm young 'cause this shit don't last Alas, but you know I gotta go I'm a goner baby yeah I roll the way the wind blows Up north, down south, east coast, west coast Shoutout all my brothers rockin' with me since the get go I just wanna go You don't got a hold on me Please just take me home Why you always make a scene This shit gettin' old So I'll type out everything I don't need another reason, I'm already leavin'