Well$ - NON CHALANT

[Intro: Well$]
Huh
Hey Steezie, huh, turn me up

[Verse 1: TommyxBoi]
Ayy, I been fresh as hell, uh
Your bitch on my thrill, uh
Pocket full of money faded, silly, [?], uh
You can't hit my sale
We got everything for sale
All my chip through the meal
Vacuum [?] smell
Shorty let me cop a feel
Had to let me know what's real
Bye, I'm lonely on my day to day
That's why I keep the pills
Your bitch bust it open
I'm just tryna close the deal, uh
She know I ain't shit
But, yeah, she fuckin' with me still, uh
By the fish scale, you can sniff it off [?]
I might fuck her, I might chill
I might stay up, I might pill
I got bitches on my hills
Make her crack up another sell
I know pimpin in the easy I been still out in thе feel, ayy
[Verse 2: Well$]
You can find, what you looking for?
Or what you pay the price?
Be my [?] thе pot
At that night time roll the dice
You can never be over me
Why and over, see
Using that fantasy [?]
That pussy off of me

[Hook: Well$ & TommyxBoi]
I see niggas fail, and they tryna play it all
Right down on this hell, ugh, to a race store's, uh
I keep to myself and I made myself a boss
And she all up in my face
I need my space, I'm nonchalant (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 3: TommyxBoi]
Stalkin' with your bitch
She love from live blocks on the blunt, uh
I just want the head, yeah
Baby, I can't ever front, uh
When she down to ride
I give her everything she want, uh
Shawty think that she my type
When money got my heart
In this bitch, she say she with
When I'm with, in this lick, ayy
Hoes all on my dick, down to fuck, they with these shits
Got to push start to whip designer, clothes that cost a crip
And you know that with these shits
Got these other niggas pissed, ayy
[Bridge: Well$]
She think that she can my type (Ayy)
When the money got my heart
Eating [?] you can tell by the [?] (Oh)
I'ma [?] in the dark (Ayy)
[?] 'til it's park
She think that she can my type (Ayy)
When the money got my heart
Eating [?] you can tell by the [?] (Oh)
I'm a [?] in the dark (Ayy)
[?] 'til it's park

[Hook: Well$]
I see niggas fail, and they tryna play it all
Right down on this hell, ugh, to a race store's, uh
I keep to myself and I made myself a boss
And she all up in my face
I need my space, I'm nonchalant
I see niggas fail, and they tryna play it all
Right down on this hell, ugh, to a race store's, uh
I keep to myself and I made myself a boss
And she all up in my face
I need my space, I'm nonchalant

[Instrumental]

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