Lyrics:
sick of my opps, I ain't buying guns I know they scared to die
You'll probably catch me in some flashy while passing by
Or you'll see me in some flashy
Loving you
It get hard for me to love you, girl
Loving you
Keep me so confused
Loving you
It get hard for me to love you, girl
Loving you
I don't
and spice, like a Powerpuff
Shoot a nigga like a catapult
You tell me you broke; I don't give a fuck
I fuck her one time and I'm sick of her
Perform
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
(Goodie)
Half-Pint: Donny give me some
With the ooh, ahh, um hmm hmm hmm
Romeo: Bang bang bang baby let, let me have some guts
Batman: And I stuff
me get it, let me get it
Can you feel it?
I'm just loving it, loving it
Bring it, bring it right back
This is hella cazy
Maybe half on the sack, used
the cab, he saw a strange man's face
A half pint drunk with a full pint bottle
He emptied out the bottle and he yelled, full throttle
They passed Columbus
niggas think they made a steal
I went wood crazy
Countin up, me and Meechie hands tied
Stove so motherfucking hot
Can't stand by it pints for $260
I'mma
stick
You be workin it like a dancer, bitch; it's hard on me
Not to give you all of my time that you wanted
You can give me some head, but keep
you substance by the pound
Pint of Henny, I can go a couple rounds
I'm jus lookin for a Queen so let me give you a crown
Treat you jus like a trophy
a Porsche
I always keep it real with KeKe, but I lie to Porcia
Woke up and drunk a whole pint, I died this morning
If you see me with some Mikes on, you can't
this way of thinking, days of drinking like this won't last
Talking to mates ain't helping it mend
Talking to mum won't make it end
In fact it makes me
I told my Youngn
Take ya p p p and come and get a half a brick from me
I can flip ya 20k and turn it to 40 piece
Basically you take a half and hit
some bottles, let's pop off some bottles
These niggas too bogus
Let's pour up a pint, I'ma fuck around, faint
Like I'm Kid Cudi probably
I fuck
On your TV screen (On your TV screen)
Call me Mr Bean I wont tell them anything
She loving my body
The life of the party drinking Bacardi
Came into ma
She can get some chicken depending on her leg and thighs
Discussing hoes? I get plenty, but I'm one of a kind
Two pints of Wock', shit, it might be my
Headed out for Austin, now we're half way down the road
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by
Steady staring out the window
It fells good, it fells
(Enrgy made this one) what up, Enrgy?
What up, Lil Boat? Shit, alright
I got long money, bitch
Ain't nobody give me shit, I
Got my own money, bitch
can't remember last night
How'd I get so fucked up, only drank a half pint
Of tequila on ice, smoked some weed and got high
Oh shit, maybe that's why, I
Give her that demon affect (ugh)
Blow her head up with a lie (how?)
Tell her, her pussy the best
Don't disrespect me with no treesha (no)
It's either
Yung Lan on the track
Trauma Tone
Key
Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me (Ain't no flaws in me)
Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it
sweets
Want some fuckin crack
Gone and hit me on my beep
A-i-are, sippin on tha barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TVs all up in
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