"TELL EM WHO IT IS" lyrics
See I'm sayin' (Yeah)
Ah, yeah (T-T-O-O-L)
Woah-oh, woah
Ah, yeah (T-T-O-O-L)
See I'm sayin'
(Ah, yeah)
Tell 'em who it is (Ah-ah-ah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm your man (Woah-oh, woah)
Mr. Never Miss (Ah-ah-ah)
Tell that hoe again
I send a driver to your home
Hop on a jet rocking chrome
I got security on the phone
She know I'll get you chaperone
She know I'ma get you what you want
Put you on a horse, pink pony
Come up out, it's too hot to go
You could've been my Chappell Roan
I think it's [?] to the world
I'm done, higher than my girl
I show you off Primavera
We at Coachella in the crowd
For a couple of years I was scared
I was never tryna play you down
I'm happy you fell for the game
Look how it all played out (Ah, yeah)
Tell 'em who it is (Ah-ah-ah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm your man (Woah-oh, woah)
Mr. Never Miss (Ah-ah-ah)
Tell that hoe again
You were the boss, I'm taking charge
Ok, let me turn you to a star
Ok, let me put you in the yard
The G-Wagon parked in the garage
She know that the lifestyle fast
Soft life, but I'ma die hard
T-T-O-O-L
Never-ever let the time pass
Marrakesh money in the ground
Marrakesh, and then we hit Spain
Tell your friends who took you from the lanes
Since then, nothing was the same
I take care and pleasure in the pain
I'm outside, so you know I claim
You ain't gotta worry about
Heh, huh, I don't even know her name
I don't even know her name, heh
She don't even exist
Bitch, you know I'm Mr. Never Miss
'Bout to turn a memory a myth
Remember when I told you you a gift?
Baby, we the present, this is it
See these pussy niggas tryna diss
How these niggas tell and never kiss? (Ah, yeah)
Tell 'em who it is (Ah-ah-ah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm your man (Woah-oh, woah)
Mr. Never Miss (Ah-ah-ah)
Tell that hoe again
Ah, yeah (T-T-O-O-L)
Woah-oh, woah
Ah, yeah (T-T-O-O-L)
See I'm sayin'
(Ah, yeah)
Tell 'em who it is (Ah-ah-ah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm your man (Woah-oh, woah)
Mr. Never Miss (Ah-ah-ah)
Tell that hoe again
I send a driver to your home
Hop on a jet rocking chrome
I got security on the phone
She know I'll get you chaperone
She know I'ma get you what you want
Put you on a horse, pink pony
Come up out, it's too hot to go
You could've been my Chappell Roan
I think it's [?] to the world
I'm done, higher than my girl
I show you off Primavera
We at Coachella in the crowd
For a couple of years I was scared
I was never tryna play you down
I'm happy you fell for the game
Look how it all played out (Ah, yeah)
Tell 'em who it is (Ah-ah-ah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm your man (Woah-oh, woah)
Mr. Never Miss (Ah-ah-ah)
Tell that hoe again
You were the boss, I'm taking charge
Ok, let me turn you to a star
Ok, let me put you in the yard
The G-Wagon parked in the garage
She know that the lifestyle fast
Soft life, but I'ma die hard
T-T-O-O-L
Never-ever let the time pass
Marrakesh money in the ground
Marrakesh, and then we hit Spain
Tell your friends who took you from the lanes
Since then, nothing was the same
I take care and pleasure in the pain
I'm outside, so you know I claim
You ain't gotta worry about
Heh, huh, I don't even know her name
I don't even know her name, heh
She don't even exist
Bitch, you know I'm Mr. Never Miss
'Bout to turn a memory a myth
Remember when I told you you a gift?
Baby, we the present, this is it
See these pussy niggas tryna diss
How these niggas tell and never kiss? (Ah, yeah)
Tell 'em who it is (Ah-ah-ah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm your man (Woah-oh, woah)
Mr. Never Miss (Ah-ah-ah)
Tell that hoe again
