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  • [Intro: Justin Timberlake & (Timbaland)]
    I don't understand it
    Tell me, how could you be so low?
    (And all in thrilling, new, living sound)
    Dammit babe
    (Dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe)

    [Verse 1: J. Cole]
    Blood thicker than water, right
    **** *******, they all alike
    Stand up nigga, not the fallin' type
    Heart blacker than a Harlem night
    Til I met you, they say the devil wear Prada
    But I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
    Damn look at that body
    Short bus shorty, cause it sure is special
    Cole to the rescue, never save a ho
    Hoes like to hide their behavior though
    Thought you was a down ass *****
    'til I found that shit a couple days ago
    I was home alone, next thing I know
    That long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
    The room got nearer, the tune got clearer
    That's when I seen the shit playing on your phone
    Girl, what is that, a ringtone?
    Shit, not you too
    Man that hype done got you too
    Everybody and their momma gassed
    Even my momma asked what I'mma do
    Decisions, decisions
    In case this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
    If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on auto
    I'll make sure that nobody miss him
    Now pack up your shit, you don't believe in me?
    I don't need you, I got me, *****
    Same nigga moved to NYC, *****
    Got a record deal and a college degree, *****
    Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks
    And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z, *****
    And after all that achievement
    Real nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed
    Now you try to play me, *****?
    You try to ****in' play me? I ought to knock your ass out

    [Chorus: Justin Timberlake & (Timbaland)]
    TKO, I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low damn(take out)
    You've been swingin' after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
    Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
    Dammit babe
    (Dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe)

    [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
    All hail Pretty Flacko, *****, celebrate it
    Had the game on lock, streets serenaded
    Now you lame motha****as lookin' devastated
    Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
    **** that shit, he rich, **** that shit, he this, **** that shit, he that
    He black, he don't like blacks, **** that shit, he wack
    **** that shit he raps, **** that shit he spits, **** that *****
    **** that ***** he with, finished talking shit? Get up off my ****
    The nonsense is synonymous with comments from the blogs about
    Menages with the gossips and the bosses, **** surprises
    I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my closet
    Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it
    Besides it I'd deny the shit shit, y'all should stop the shit
    I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit
    **** it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
    'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' ****
    She pop her *****, pop a Xanny, popular for compliments
    Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her confidence
    Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit
    Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common sense

    [Chorus: Justin Timberlake & (Timbaland)]
    TKO, I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low
    You've been swingin' after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
    Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
    Dammit babe
    (Dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe)

    [Verse 3: Pusha T]
    JT this like deja vu right?
    All this album of the year talk, niggas claimin' they're the best out
    I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
    They keep callin' on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
    My name is my name, *****, until I'm gone and it's etched out
    I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
    If I make her mine, I made her mind, she fall in line and we got some
    Memoirs of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
    Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like build-a-bear
    **** you know about the type of rollie? **** you know about blowin' bands?
    Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
    A1 since day one, I sold **** and my name rung
    I sold **** where I came from and it's so **** what I made from it
    No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
    JT up in the three piece and we magic baby like showtime
    She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow
    Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO
  • [00:00.000][Intro: Justin Timberlake & (Timbaland)]
    [00:00.000]I don't understand it
    [00:01.519]Tell me, how could you be so low?
    [00:03.984](And all in thrilling, new, living sound)
    [00:07.904]Dammit babe
    [00:11.584](Dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe)
    [00:11.584][00:14.950]
    [00:11.584][Verse 1: J. Cole]
    [00:14.847]Blood thicker than water, right
    [00:16.672]**** *******, they all alike
    [00:18.423]Stand up nigga, not the fallin' type
    [00:20.189]Heart blacker than a Harlem night
    [00:21.837]Til I met you, they say the devil wear Prada
    [00:23.575]But I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
    [00:25.169]Damn look at that body
    [00:26.372]Short bus shorty, cause it sure is special
    [00:28.419]Cole to the rescue, never save a ho
    [00:30.374]Hoes like to hide their behavior though
    [00:32.266]Thought you was a down ass *****
    [00:33.729]'til I found that shit a couple days ago
    [00:35.216]I was home alone, next thing I know
    [00:36.744]That long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
    [00:38.693]The room got nearer, the tune got clearer
    [00:40.517]That's when I seen the shit playing on your phone
    [00:42.179]Girl, what is that, a ringtone?
    [00:43.450]Shit, not you too
    [00:44.525]Man that hype done got you too
    [00:46.241]Everybody and their momma gassed
    [00:47.923]Even my momma asked what I'mma do
    [00:49.328]Decisions, decisions
    [00:50.344]In case this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
    [00:52.757]If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on auto
    [00:55.026]I'll make sure that nobody miss him
    [00:56.342]Now pack up your shit, you don't believe in me?
    [00:58.361]I don't need you, I got me, *****
    [01:00.060]Same nigga moved to NYC, *****
    [01:01.682]Got a record deal and a college degree, *****
    [01:03.567]Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks
    [01:05.045]And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z, *****
    [01:06.874]And after all that achievement
    [01:08.844]Real nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed
    [01:10.125]Now you try to play me, *****?
    [01:11.794]You try to ****in' play me? I ought to knock your ass out
    [01:13.315]
    [01:13.315][Chorus: Justin Timberlake & (Timbaland)]
    [01:16.717]TKO, I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low damn(take out)
    [01:30.148]You've been swingin' after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
    [01:37.091]Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
    [01:44.573]Dammit babe
    [01:45.580](Dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe)
    [01:45.580]
    [01:45.580][Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
    [01:51.856]All hail Pretty Flacko, *****, celebrate it
    [01:56.044]Had the game on lock, streets serenaded
    [01:59.651]Now you lame motha****as lookin' devastated
    [02:02.968]Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
    [02:06.410]**** that shit, he rich, **** that shit, he this, **** that shit, he that
    [02:10.344]He black, he don't like blacks, **** that shit, he wack
    [02:13.048]**** that shit he raps, **** that shit he spits, **** that *****
    [02:16.301]**** that ***** he with, finished talking shit? Get up off my ****
    [02:20.173]The nonsense is synonymous with comments from the blogs about
    [02:23.684]Menages with the gossips and the bosses, **** surprises
    [02:26.923]I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my closet
    [02:30.545]Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it
    [02:34.000]Besides it I'd deny the shit shit, y'all should stop the shit
    [02:37.568]I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit
    [02:41.236]**** it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
    [02:44.547]'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' ****
    [02:48.104]She pop her *****, pop a Xanny, popular for compliments
    [02:51.519]Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her confidence
    [02:55.424]Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit
    [02:58.475]Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common sense
    [02:58.475]
    [02:58.475][Chorus: Justin Timberlake & (Timbaland)]
    [03:02.070]TKO, I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low
    [03:06.989]You've been swingin' after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
    [03:14.302]Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
    [03:21.883]Dammit babe
    [03:25.281](Dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe, dammit babe)
    [03:25.281]
    [03:25.281][Verse 3: Pusha T]
    [03:25.281]JT this like deja vu right?
    [03:27.195]All this album of the year talk, niggas claimin' they're the best out
    [03:33.102]I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
    [03:36.483]They keep callin' on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
    [03:40.073]My name is my name, *****, until I'm gone and it's etched out
    [03:43.585]I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
    [03:47.010]If I make her mine, I made her mind, she fall in line and we got some
    [03:50.401]Memoirs of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
    [03:53.980]Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like build-a-bear
    [03:57.430]**** you know about the type of rollie? **** you know about blowin' bands?
    [04:01.028]Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
    [04:04.461]A1 since day one, I sold **** and my name rung
    [04:07.877]I sold **** where I came from and it's so **** what I made from it
    [04:11.294]No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
    [04:14.918]JT up in the three piece and we magic baby like showtime
    [04:18.187]She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow
    [04:21.829]Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO