The Way lyrics

by

Desire (Rapper)


[Intro]
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(Oooooh) (Yeah) (Oooooh)

[Chorus]
Can’t control the way
Can’t control the way that you feelin’
I met her from outta state (Yeah)
She see me she like you the one I’m missin’
I tell her I’m on the way
You better be ready up in 20 minutes (Yeah)
My diamonds dancin’ in this b*tch, she feelin’ on my pendant
She can’t decide
She trynna hop in the ride
She trynna ride in the night
Put the diamonds on you cause you right
Sippin’ the dirty sprite
Drugs get me through the night
The cutta stay on me b*tch it’s not a knifе

[Verse 1]
b*tch im on oxys till the end of life
(Yеah)
The b*tch really out her top thought I was gone miss you (Miss you)
I’m off drugs every f*cking night so imma forget you (Forget you)
Yeah, hollows in the f*ckin’ Glock blow like a missile (Like a missile)
I got two cars and two cribs b*tch I’m finna be rich too (Yeah)
It’s time to cut that b*tch off she trippin’ doing the most (Doing the most)
I ain’t trippin’ cus my other b*tch get freaky up in the Ghost (Up in the ghost)
Prolly somewhere in a penthouse pourin’ me up a lil 4 (Pourin’ me up a lil 4)
I ain’t talking on the internet you better drop below
(Drop below)
[Verse 2]
I’m up in Moncler she up in Dior (Dior)
Yeah, she wanna get next to me
I’m the one she adore
b*tch I been stacking this money
Yeah, I’ll wipe your nose just like it’s runny
Yeah, I like it whenever she’s runnin’
Yeah, I put it back in and she c*mmin’
I’m in the back of the beam clutchin’ the beam countin’ this money (Yeah)
I got Dior on my feet (Yeah)
These pus*y n*ggas know how I’m comin’
I get to talkin my sh*t (Yeah)
My n*ggas just got a new stick
Send them bullets she know they gon’ split
Prolly pop ya in yo sh*t

[Chorus]
Can’t control the way (Can’t control the way)
Can’t control the way that you feelin’
I met her from outta state (Yeah)
She see me she like you the one I’m missin’
I tell her I’m on the way
You better be ready up in 20 minutes (Yeah)
Yeah, my diamonds dancin’ in this b*tch, she feelin’ on my pendant
She can’t decide
She trynna hop in the ride
She trynna ride in the night (The night)
Put the diamonds on you cause you right (Yeah)
Sippin’ the dirty sprite (Yeah)
Drugs get me through the night
The cutta stay on me b*tch it’s not a knife
[Outro]
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