Stunna Gambino, Kay Flock, Shordie Shordie - Average lyrics

[Stunna Gambino, Kay Flock, Shordie Shordie - Average lyrics]

If I stay, let me sober up, I'm too high
(Yung Lan on the track)
If you got no gin, please raise your hand
Tell them niggas
For them niggas that wanna play high, score
Get built like my whore
Back out this bitch, shoot the whole clip
Give me like five more

And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing average
I don't really think you got no time
Baby, like you be getting mad quick
And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do somеthing
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing avеrage
I don't really think you got no time
Baby, like you be getting mad quick

Like, told you I'm a savage, huh
Baby, I ain't average
I'm a demon, I smile through the sadness
Don't believe that you love me, you cappin'

Like, how you just gonna lie to me?
Come outside with me
You, me, I'm fine with me
That bitch, she ain't shy with me
She hold the liqour, and shit'll get dizzy
But we in the party, she getting sturdy
, I act like I know her
And get around the opps, throwing a party
Why my old bitch got my name in
His mouth? Prolly doin' what I want
Shootin' like Curry
Fuck all these feelings, I do what I want
If I'm getting my money, doing 'em dirty
, leave it up all in mirror
Lemme tell you something, get near
Fast foward, I'm in the air 'Cause
'Cause, I want to fly, fly, fly

And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing average
I don't really think you got no time
Baby, like you be getting mad quick
And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing average
I don't really think you got no time
Baby, like you be getting mad quick

Don't believe that you love me, you cappin'
You ain't believe that I'll
Make it off rappin'
Got all my feelings, and picked up a ratchet
I spin through, he put it in a casket
No, you won't understand it
I'm goin' through some things
So, I'll prolly never change, oh baby
Stuck up on my ways, I'm crazy
Bad bitch from the UK
You be getting mad mad mad
But I won't do what you say

And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing average
I don't really think you got no time
Baby, like you be getting mad quick
And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing average
I don't really think you got no time
Baby, like you be getting mad quick

Hold on, told you I'm a savage
(Told you I'm a savage, oh, ayy ayy
Ayy ayy) baby, you the baddest
But, my money, you can't have it, hold on
Baby, I ain't average
My money, she can't have it
(Oh, ayy ayy, ayyayy) baby, you the baddest
But, my money, you can't have it, hold on
And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
She ain't nothing average
I really don't think you got no time
Baby like you be getting mad quick
Got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day we should–
Fuck you and what you say– like, I–
She– you be getting mad quick

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