actually - cable lyrics
[chorus]
she asked me what i do, i said “rap”
she said, “oh is that casually?”
“f*ck no” baby i do this like actually
no bands ya or a patek phillipe
just a boy with a little bit of charm who plays for his keeps
i’m a dog goin’ long for more than fame and the reach
[verse 1]
she don’t ever do it for no regular, grindin’ through sp*ce though the nebula
f*ck a new whip, f*ck a new car
in a sp*ce coupe with two broads
these are tip*top dealers, i trust my team b*tch forget they fake ass feelings
wait till the leaves switch boy, i’ll have your b*tch employed
got a fit photo, shoutout to sigmund freud
(tip*top dealers i trust my team)
[chorus]
shе asked me what i do, i said “rap”
she said, “oh is that casually?”
f*ck no baby i do this likе actually
no bands ya or a patek phillipe
just a boy with a little bit of charm who plays for his keeps
i’m a dog goin’ long for more than fame and the reach
[verse 2]
made in ’95, scoping is a right
b*tches say i’m evil but they still thinkin’ i’m fine
f*ck a horoscope, made my own stars align
f*ck a hater b*tch, i’ll see you later b*tch
i need a joint, and now i’m faded b*tch
i ain’t f*ckin’ with no girl up on that jada sh*t
i’m always on point, pass the words like data lists
we never flyin’ paperless, forget about the noise
(how about we let bygones be bygones oooooooh)
[chorus]
she asked me what i do, i said “rap”
she said, “oh is that casually?”
“f*ck no” baby i do this like actually
no bands ya or a patek phillipe
just a boy with a little bit of charm who plays for his keeps
i’m a dog goin’ long for more than fame and the reach
(she asked me what i do, i said “rap”)
(she said “oh is that casually?”)
(“f*ck no” baby i do this like actually)
(no bands or a patek phillipe)
(just a boy with a little bit of charm who plays for his keeps)
(i’m a dog goin’ long for more than fame and the reach)
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