I wish that I was your lover
But every time that I f*ck up
I ran out of luck
I keep a hundred I never go lower
I was solo by myself
But she a no no
G without Polo
Disobey me you'll get beat with this belt
100 miles got police on my tail
Colors change up I'm discreet when I'm pale no I got
150's on a bail
She be tellin' me things that I don't wanna hear
Had a talk with my emotions
She said "I hate it when you fall in love"
Eye contact when we f*ck
It is what it was she goin' too dumb
We kept exchangin' info on my new phone
I'ma do that shit I know that you won't
All my side bitches don't care what I do though
She the Bonnie to my Clyde she a shooter
I got like twenty things that I would do to her
Richard millie my wrist
200k
She seein' that I got too many riches
Tell me why you wanna lie to me when you know I got intuition?
Texting my phone with no distance
Doing that stupid shit caused you to fall
I blame it on you and your own volition