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[Part I] [Intro: Chynna] Shit ain't changin' like I want Life ain't changin' like I want I ain't changin' like I want Change ain't gonna come Sayin' what I want Stayin' out the front Payin' for a ton Payin' for the fun Prayin' made me numb This strand made me numb I ain't changin' like I want Change ain't gonna come [Verse: JUNGLEPUSSY] Introducin' a bad bitch in a baggy shirt You don't know me hoe, I'm a introvert Sometimes I wanna fuck, sometimes I gotta learn Right now I'm tryna grow, you gotta hit the curb These feelings took years to translate From the waves of frequencies of the words I'm tryna say I don't surf I don't skate I'd rather train with my hands on my waist [Part II] [Intro: Chynna] Way up, way up, yeah, we 'bout to go way up Way up, way up, way up, niggas 'bout to go way up [Verse 1: JUNGLEPUSSY] You lookin' at me like I owe you somethin' This nigga a joke, like bozo or somethin' These bitches is faker than Instagram You don't like me, you just likin' somethin' They see me out here like Chipotle, but I'm lookin' like a roti Rolled up with the booty rotating, got my body swayin' slowly (Ooh) Say my name, say my name, suddenly she be actin' friendly (Who?) JP, JP, in your dreams, why they gotta envy? (Nah) Way up, now it's time to go way up I counted my way up (Ew) Left some niggas on my way up (Way up) Way up, now it's time to go way up (Way up) I counted my way up Left some niggas on my way up (Ew, ew, ew, ew) [Verse 2: Chynna] Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, only the JUNGLE, don't hug me Now we eatin', playin' hookie, babygirl vegan but she can still cook me Book me, book me, book me, book me, then I get back to my bookie Second guess me, overlooking Come impress me, leave me shook I feared the heart until you took it, wait I'm in Belgium off the brussel sprouts Bread and butter and a little sauce Add some bacon, do it piss you off? But the cake is just too fuckin' soft, wait And the wait just too fuckin' soft, safe Clean the plate and then you taste it raw, ayy I'm about to show you niggas cocaine Chynna waited, tryna look how it stain [Outro: Chynna] Way up, way up, way up Yeah, we 'bout to go way up Way up, way up, way up Niggas 'bout to go way up, ayy