Testo That's That - Sheff G
Testo della canzone That's That (Sheff G), tratta dall'album Proud Of Myself
(Hop in the V, and I'm racin', and I'm based)
Look (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look, look, winnin' gettin' to the breesh (to the breesh), and they know (and they know)
Gotta get it (gotta get it), gotta go, look
And you can call me what you want (what you want)
But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hol' on
They don't even know, I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both
And that's that (and that's), and that's that (and that's)
And that's that, I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close (keep it close)
And that's that (and that's), and that's that (and that's)
And that's that
Why they call me Sheff? Like
Said, I'm tryna to make sure everybody eat
Tryna make sure everybody feast
I'm a dog, they let me off the leash
Feelin' litty, baby, how you feelin'? Look, chillin' with the killers
Ain't no hero, she know I'm a villain, I be kissin' on her while I'm hittin'
Tell her friends how I treat her, now they sayin' I'm a sweetheart
You be dyin' tryna get a link, I just tell her where to meet up
Hear the rumors, say I'm still bendin', sendin' shots like I'm bartendin', look
Clips extended, get you tagged like a mention
I was broke, they ain't give me shit, now I'm up, somethin' like the rim
On point, it be hard to miss, like manure, baby, I'm the shit
Still slide, I would never slip, she a wetty, I'ma take a sip
I'ma dive, baby, I could swim, look, look, then I gotta dip
Look, winnin' gettin' to the breesh (to the breesh), and they know (and they know)
Gotta get it (gotta get it), gotta go, look
And you can call me what you want (what you want)
But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hol' on
They don't even know, I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both
And that's that (and that's), and that's that (and that's)
And that's that, I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close (keep it close)
And that's that (and that's), and that's that (and that's)
And that's that
Hop in the V, and I'm racin', hol' on, money only thing I'm chasin', huh
Had to get it out the basement, huh, had to get it out the mud, hol' on, yeah, huh
Sneakers on, don't lace it, huh, whole lotta blue faces, huh
Whole lotta, lotta funds, hol' on, yeah
It's not a game, don't play, bad bitch, she goin' both ways
Bad bitch, she tryna have some fun, hol' on, yeah
Winner's Circle be the label, carry niggas like a cradle
Bitch too tens, bitch you's a dub
Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (to the breesh), and they know (and they know)
Gotta get it (gotta get it), gotta go, look
And you can call me what you want (what you want)
But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hol' on
They don't even know, I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both, hol' on
And that's that (and that's), and that's that (and that's)
And that's that, I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close
And that's that (and that's), and that's that (and that's)
And that's that, huh
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Writer(s): Karel Jorge, Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Micheal Scott, Michael Kyle Williams
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