Extra

Lyrics

FBG FXX with me, it's more number ones to tend to
 Talk to a baddie, call me in traffic
 Come up to Magic you tryna see me
 Rich ass nigga
 Lost a couple mil' last year, got figures
 Made a couple bags, my bag got bigger
 I'ma make it hard for them to trace my pictures, goddamn
 Made a hundred mil', my nigga
 Need a big booty bitch to fall in love with me
 I can make it hard for you to fall in love with me
 My bitch asked me why I always stay extra-d out
 All my whips got extras now
 Why so many hoes on the low? You know
 Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
 Why my bitch so extra?
 I'm always on extra
 Pour me another one, I cannot slow
 Until I can't feel no more pain
 Pour me another one, I cannot slow
 Until I can't feel no more pain
 Jump out this bitch, got the water again
 These bitches calling me Aquaman
 I got her phone number callin' again (Callin' again, callin' again)
 Benjis on Benjis on Benjis again
 That's all I been on since you got with him
 Ain't been the same since, I wanna save my pain
 You know it's all before, man, these hoes all in love
 Had to hit all the clubs, swapped out the ones before
 Big booty from my city, never seen nothin' like
 Nothin' like hit it, quit it
 My bitch asked me why I always stay extra-d out
 All my whips got extras now
 Why so many hoes on the low? You know
 Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
 Why my bitch so extra?
 I'm always on extra
 Pour me another one, I cannot slow
 Until I can't feel no more pain
 (Rich nigga, rich nigga)
 (Extra, extra)
 ♪
 (Rich nigga, rich nigga)
 I'm so (Extra)
 

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Duration
02:53
Key
8
Tempo
106 BPM

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