NGL - M1llionz

I would never live here for you I told you that I wanted to I wonder if you get déjà vu When your new girl is mean to you Does she try to run when you tell her That she is everything you've wanted? Does she make you feel heard on your worst days Or has she already forgotten what you said? You can tell your friends that you left me If it makes sleeping easy You can tell them I said I was sorry Even if the truth's a little blurry I'm not gonna lie I was the bad guy (I was the bad guy) I'm not gonna lie You can tell me a hundred times (tell me a hundred times) (Tell me a hundred times, tell me a hundred times) (Tell me a hundred times) I bet you think I changed on purpose Took a picture of who you loved and burned it It'll break your heart for certain That someone you loved is a different person You can you tell your friends that you left me If it makes sleeping easy You can tell them I said I was sorry Even if the truth's a little blurry I'm not gonna lie I was the bad guy (I was the bad guy) I'm not gonna lie You can tell me a hundred times Tell me what you see in your head right now Are you out with friends in Koreatown? Standing in the corner at the party Looking at your phone thinking you should call me Am I standing in your ex's house? Wonder what she'd think about us now In your bed listening to Sky Ferreira Know you're gonna cry, mess up your mascara Tell your friends that you left me If it makes sleeping easy You can tell them I said I was sorry Even if the truth's a little blurry I'm not gonna lie I was the bad guy (I was the bad guy) I'm not gonna lie You can tell me a hundred times (tell me a hundred times) I bet you think I changed on purpose Took a picture of who you loved and burned it It'll break your heart for certain That someone you loved is a different person

Bad lil' thang and I like the way her hips move No pressure baby girl what you into? Say you got played Yeah I know just what you been through Say less bring your friends and come through We gon' vibe all through the night yeah Faded too high taking flight yeah I ain't gonna lie I gotta type yeah And you fit the description just right yeah Bring your friends okay Hope they fun We pre-game on the run Hit me when you pullin' up I been schemin' for some bands okay You know what's up I ain't looking for love I do not give a (Woah) Don't need her to spaz on me That's way too much Full clip she attached to me Can't keep it tucked Ain't my main but she gassin' me Speed it up On top she was catching me She came in clutch I can't let you pass on me That's true enough It fit like it's custom It's too good This is sus And you lookin' like Fashion week Just because you been quarantined for months Shake that ass to adjust Not gonna lie (Lie lie lie) I want you tonight I'd be stupid not to try You been on my mind (Mind mind mind) I like how you grind (Put that work in on Ryan, yeah) Bad lil' thang and I like the way her hips move No pressure baby girl what you into? Say you got played Yeah I know just what you been through Say less bring your friends and come through We gon' vibe all through the night yeah Faded too high taking flight yeah I ain't gonna lie I gotta type yeah And you fit the description just right yeah Bad lil' thang and I like the way her hips move No pressure baby girl what you into? Say you got played Yeah I know just what you been through Say less bring your friends and come through We gon' vibe all through the night yeah Faded too high taking flight yeah I ain't gonna lie I gotta type yeah And you fit the description just right yeah Tell me how you doing? Where you been? What you up to? 'Member seein' you in High School in the classroom Ass fat with the green eyes and the tattoo Goddamn how'd I pass you? Aye tell em how you really feel Say it like you mean it now Hit em' with the big reveal Let em' know you eatin' now You ain't gotta play You ain't gotta fake it till you make it You can get this money without giving any information I feel obligated upgrading my situation Competition lookin' light On my life I'm finna' make it Keep the snakes real separated Keep on working, keep the patience You ain't seen nothing like me I swear this too much dedication aye Look me in my eyes You can tell we ain't the same I've been making many moves I got paper on my brain Whole squad goin' up yeah you know this ain't a game Never one to fucking flex but you know just what I'm saying aye Bad lil' thang and I like the way her hips move No pressure baby girl what you into? Say you got played Yeah I know just what you been through Say less bring your friends and come through We gon' vibe all through the night yeah Faded too high taking flight yeah I ain't gonna lie I gotta type yeah And you fit the description just right yeah

Look Olé Olé Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (we're bringing it home) Bringing it home Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (let's go, let's go) Olé Olé Get them a pint, get me a lighter (get me a lighter) Ten in the box, bro on the wing but he's a striker (grrr) Olé Olé Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (b-bringing it home) Bringing it home Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (let's go, let's go) Olé Olé Get them a pint, get me a lighter (get me a lighter) Ten in the box, bro on the wing but he's a striker (grrr) Olé Olé Sourcerer 'Fore music it was Harry and Kane My young G put on the bally and came On the attack like Danny and James (Maddison) Don't need no practice, shoot like Rashford, grab it and aim (kaboom) Sweet one with a Birkin, she know I got Sterling medallion chains (urgh) She love when I go deeper (nasty) She good with her throat, go ask Pope, this one is a keeper Sweet Mamacita (come 'ere) Hates it when I play Fifa (ooh) Take off the dom she like how it feel, you know I'm a pleaser Slide like Trent when it's time for the mazza Score like Razza, shoot like Gazza (Brrr) Do it like Jadon, check the account, see the amount Then they think man are Mason Them boy not sure, mans telling 'em Call up the young G's, you know what it is when I'm belling 'em Who's on Krept then? Like man won't check them when the ting rise like Declan Olé Olé Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (b-bringing it home) Bringing it home Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (let's go, let's go) Olé Olé Get them a pint, get me a lighter (get me a lighter) Ten in the box, bro on the wing but he's a striker (grrr) Olé Olé Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (b-bringing it home) Bringing it home Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (let's go, let's go) Olé Olé Get them a pint, get me a lighter (get me a lighter) Ten in the box, bro on the wing bt he's a striker (grrr) Morrisson (Olé Olé) Oi oi Look at who's stepped on the field (stepped on the field) Deckerz with the tekkerz Double tap shoot, now it's 'bout to get real I got a team full of drillers that's active Teamwork makes the dream work, that's gang shit (gang shit) Now everybody's screaming 3 Lions (3 Lions) Like the Lions got nicked for the mad ting (nicked for the mad ting, 3 Lions) Shoot and score three times, that's a hat-trick Put him in a box, Like Harry and Rashford We shoot on sight, don't slip that's a tactic (woosh) With a 45 like Half-Time When we step, don't get in our way The 'caine just landed fresh off the plane English boy's on the Mexican wave Just scouted a young boy from O To bring stones back and forth like a set piece tactic Niggas get left back if they ain't sure To run in this line you got to be match fit Right foot shot and a chest shot too One minute extra time could I head in the hat-trick? The kid got called off, I couldn't hit targets So it's back to training for extra practice Pre-match conference, defence wanna slide Thinking if I should pick the Ford for the glide If the opps can't attack and cross from the side I'll send him right back like Nathaniel Clyne Them boy just cap, they ain't got stripes on their arm Man I'll do it in my Jordans casually Them times, away trips to Stoke-on-Trent Me and my codie would chill at the back Olé Olé Hands in the air, we're bringing it home (lagga) Bringing it home Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (let's go, let's go) Olé Olé Get them a pint, get me a lighter (get me a lighter) Ten in the box, bro on the wing but he's a striker (grrr, woi, woi) Shocked when she heard that I'm from Brazil On the pitch, they're calling me José (Hi José) Must be the latino in me When I'm runnin' man down, got me screamin' out Olé Slide, attack, get him flicked (flicked) We slide on pavement strips (strips) Do tricks when the baddie with me But she thinks that I'm tapped and my IG stinks (woi, woi, woi) Told bro that we got another match tonight (yo bro) Don't stutter or blink (don't stutter) Man still roll with 11 on print Tryna score goals like Lingz Still tryna score goals no FIFA No FIFA, got sent off the pitch (yo) Got sent off the pitch (yo) Got a red card slip (slip, slip) Olé Olé Come slide over them sides Know that we did that I was 15 in the park Hella time in the cage, bare flip-flaps Olé Olé Done swing it and shaved Done know that we did that (did that) Broad day, bitch get him Split him in two tryna drop the defender Ay, broski peel that (peel that) Been in the field from young Bare Olé Olé's and flick that (flick that, flick that) She in love with the dance, loving that stance Love how I spill that, huh (oi) Olé Olé Broad day, bitch get him Split him in two tryna drop the defender Olé Olé (Olé Olé) Olé Olé (Olé Olé)