Lyrics:
eyes
And a look that says come on in
Oh
The sweetest smile
Makes you
Want to
Forget everything
Everything
Everything
Don't think
Just feel
My lips upon
playin' games
Late night on my Xbox, you playin' games
Late night on my Xbox, playin' games, ok
Word on the street is, things getting heated
Call me Bill
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
then. Paul, since I traveled the country for 3 years, 'n they said they could not understand me. Maybe I could make a good rock star. I don't know. Heh
and don't you ever come back
I said wait this is my school and you're telling me to leave it
he handed me my books and said yep you'd best believe it
as I
version of events
I'm just that kind of person
Don't wanna disrespect the art
I keep it low key
But come and get a taste of this cracker
He ain't salty
The Velvet Room, same shit (come on)
Wednesday, Strokers, I don't go no mo'
'Cause they don't know how to treat you when you come through the door
Thursday
Bring out the mic
Oh damn she Alicia
And she got the keys
I'm puffing the weed
She ask for the molly
I go for the coochie
She getting so wet
I might put
call me Frank B
How bout you officer, whatchu call yourself?
Oh this guy's a real wiseguy
Who's the young lady in the passenger seat?
You don't know
call me Frank B
How bout you officer, whatchu call yourself?
Oh this guy's a real wiseguy
Who's the young lady in the passenger seat?
You don't know
carried away
So by tomorrow you forgot what you were sayin' today
But don't forget about this feeling that I'm making you get
And all the calories you
carried away
So by tomorrow you forgot what you were sayin' today
But don't forget about this feeling that I'm making you get
And all the calories you
like a bandsaw
But what the heck, it's just a radio check."
And that there's how to ratchetjaw
[CB conversations. They're overlaid, as if you
You gotta, you gotta roll me one
She got a twin and I need the both of them
Streets can't hold me (ayy, ayy)
We're not friends, so please don't "bro"
Tryna get your attention
Can you see that shit through
So fuck
How come you don't understand
I'll be the better version
Of your other man
So what do you
for life, please don't change
You can hide at my house, it ain't no thing
If you see the pigs, don't say jack
Call me original, don't say cap
I'm
when you're tangled in the sheets
Girl I know that we don't call it a relationship (no, oh, oh)
But you're still fuckin' with me (oh), yeah (yeah)
like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you can't phase me
I'm the S, oh, yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress
I'm all about the chronic,
like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you can't phase me
I'm the S, oh, yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress
I'm all about the chronic,
that I know to get my soul free
One of the best ways that you know to get to know me
Last Day of the week
Time to break that chain
If you don't
hope that you remember me
Rise to the top
Whole team gon’ eat
Good karma all around we don’t eat no beef
Came from the gutter let me speak my peace
Keep
love
Took Alicia’s Keys in and out love, ate nine
Hate all, hate on fakes, cornballs is fake
Find your body at your dawg’s wake, barking
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Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile
Catchin' feelings is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Curve's the words, spins the verbs
Lovers it
'bout to pitch to me
Understand I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
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