"Encore" lyrics
We got sum' special, bae, huh
Huhhhhh
"Thank you for calling Nuditory. A-All of our representatives are currently busy counting up that dog shit."
I think I want this shit forever, bae
We got sum' special, bae
We both know you pressure, bae
Put this in your dresser, bae
We don't do no extra, bae
Bitch I be 'round real apes
Gucci, how that feel fake
She want give me real face
She done called me up, she think I'm fly, this bitch my window seat
I don't think I'm sliding cause my partner got more infamy
Bitch I'm only dropping shit for guap, and not no "It for me."
She think she a problem, ugh, you hot lil' baby, let me see!
She like, "Is we doin' this? ", and now she not gon' let me think!
Posted wit' the crew, out there is niggas that not gon' let me squeeze!
It's a drop for every week
Ho' too fine, she scarin' me
Your lil' partner sway me, but treat me like I'm Gary Vee
Dog shit on the 7, came from empty
Ho, I'm off X and 9
I can't get no belly, I do fetty', just for excersize
Bitch can't hit my celly' up for nothin', Drakey' by my side
She want to hit that telly', yeah, for plights, just so she can test the vibe
Blow confetti, yup, that dog shi' came in extra fye'
Blow confetti, yup, that dog shi' came in extra wide (D-Dog shit)
Blow, go, ready, yup, no extra when it's pressure time
And we ain't pressed about no ho'
Lil bro want extra fire
Yeah, I ain't have no room
Now it's like four a week
Yeah
She tryna be my roomie, give her for a week
Ho' nigga asking like "He paid? Can he score a G?"
I ain't stressing not no wage, I just know it's green
I done turnt to a guap boy
I flex like my cousin n' em
We sold up, it's not a choice
We ain't got no love for them (T-t-t-t-true)
Lil' bro ain't get got no voice
You still tryna' go touch the rim
Niggas still tryna' be Nudy, true
Yuh
Huhhhhh
"Thank you for calling Nuditory. A-All of our representatives are currently busy counting up that dog shit."
I think I want this shit forever, bae
We got sum' special, bae
We both know you pressure, bae
Put this in your dresser, bae
We don't do no extra, bae
Bitch I be 'round real apes
Gucci, how that feel fake
She want give me real face
She done called me up, she think I'm fly, this bitch my window seat
I don't think I'm sliding cause my partner got more infamy
Bitch I'm only dropping shit for guap, and not no "It for me."
She think she a problem, ugh, you hot lil' baby, let me see!
She like, "Is we doin' this? ", and now she not gon' let me think!
Posted wit' the crew, out there is niggas that not gon' let me squeeze!
It's a drop for every week
Ho' too fine, she scarin' me
Your lil' partner sway me, but treat me like I'm Gary Vee
Dog shit on the 7, came from empty
Ho, I'm off X and 9
I can't get no belly, I do fetty', just for excersize
Bitch can't hit my celly' up for nothin', Drakey' by my side
She want to hit that telly', yeah, for plights, just so she can test the vibe
Blow confetti, yup, that dog shi' came in extra fye'
Blow confetti, yup, that dog shi' came in extra wide (D-Dog shit)
Blow, go, ready, yup, no extra when it's pressure time
And we ain't pressed about no ho'
Lil bro want extra fire
Yeah, I ain't have no room
Now it's like four a week
Yeah
She tryna be my roomie, give her for a week
Ho' nigga asking like "He paid? Can he score a G?"
I ain't stressing not no wage, I just know it's green
I done turnt to a guap boy
I flex like my cousin n' em
We sold up, it's not a choice
We ain't got no love for them (T-t-t-t-true)
Lil' bro ain't get got no voice
You still tryna' go touch the rim
Niggas still tryna' be Nudy, true
Yuh
