shooter interlude
Lyrics
And I'm keeping all this part too
Can I borrow some money?
Can you call me an Uber?
My mama needs surgery
And my son needs a scooter
Can you start up my start-up?
Can you move my maneuver?
I think you need Jesus
I think you need a shooter
So who you been fuckin'? Who you been foolin'?
How many bottles you got in your mini cooler?
S on your chest, but you never feel super
Do you ever feel stupid? Do you call out for Cupid?
Can I borrow your chains? Can I have your last name?
Can I come over later? And can I overstay my welcome?
Downplay the help, but don't say I ever
Borrowed your paper, don't forget the favors I did for you
Before you blew up
Knew you before you grew up
I used to babysit you, dated your baby sister
I wanted babies with you
Your daughter's supposed to be mine
Shouldn't have wasted your time
Put a ring on your finger
'Cause you've been dating lames
And all those famous names
Playin' those famous games
So can I borrow some money?
Call me an Uber
My mama needs surgery
And my son needs a scooter
Start up my start-up
Move my maneuver
I think you need Jesus
Think you need a shooter
Think you need a
Think you need a shooter
I think you need Jesus, huh
Think you need a shooter
I think you need
Writer(s): Andrew Wansel, Daniel Klein, Kehlani Parrish, Matthew Campfield, Wesley Singerman
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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