I was running around looking for your love I ain't know which way to go
Baby I don't care not about your past bae you my favorite hoe
She'll throw a fit if I tell her no So the bitch get what she want
But you gotta take the stand and lie for me
While you under oath
I can't give a bitch my heart When I lost lil bro I lost my soul
I ain't trippin' I'ma get that nigga killed He make it up the road
Been around with that hot shit since a youngin' mama told me don't touch the stove
Need A CDL I'm on I-4 With a f*ckin' load
I can't see myself goin' broke Boy we got f*ck bowls
They say big cut got the best dope Go ask my custos
In the trap, gettin' the money bag I bitch said f*ck the yo
Catch a pussy and turn him to a stripper When I up the pole
I'ma f*cked up individual I turn the good girls to a hoe
They know this shit in me This shit on me and this shit on the floor
Nigga I can shoot and drive I'm versatile I can swing the door
Nigga you ain't lose your brother You ain't never felt this pain before
You ain't never boxed a nigga You ain't never leave him leanin' over
Shot a bump stock on the AP And this bitch hurt my shoulder
They keep tellin' me I'm next to blow I know I'm gettin' closer
I just walked outside my house and almost f*cked a nigga over
Give me that pussy I'll knock it out the park bae like I'm Sammy Sosa
Boy you can run up if you want I'll pop your top just like a can of soda
I run around lookin' for your love I ain't know which way to go
Baby I don't care nothin' about your past Bitch you my favorite hoe
She'll throw a fit if I tell her no So every bitch get what she want
But you gotta take the stand and lie for me
Why you under oath? I can't give a bitch my heart
When I lost the bit I lost my soul
I ain't trippin' I'ma get that nigga killed He make it up the road
Runnin' around with that hot shit since a youngin' Mom told him don't touch the store
I need a CDL I'm on I-4 With a f*ckin' load
I can't see myself goin' broke Well we gotta f*ck a boat
But we gotta f*ck a boat
Nigga, let's go now
Go now, bro
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I was running around looking for your love I ain't know which way to go
Baby I don't care not about your past bae you my favorite hoe
She'll throw a fit if I tell her no So the bitch get what she want
But you gotta take the stand and lie for me
While you under oath
I can't give a bitch my heart When I lost lil bro I lost my soul
I ain't trippin' I'ma get that nigga killed He make it up the road
Been around with that hot shit since a youngin' mama told me don't touch the stove
Need A CDL I'm on I-4 With a f*ckin' load
I can't see myself goin' broke Boy we got f*ck bowls
They say big cut got the best dope Go ask my custos
In the trap, gettin' the money bag I bitch said f*ck the yo
Catch a pussy and turn him to a stripper When I up the pole
I'ma f*cked up individual I turn the good girls to a hoe
They know this shit in me This shit on me and this shit on the floor
Nigga I can shoot and drive I'm versatile I can swing the door
Nigga you ain't lose your brother You ain't never felt this pain before
You ain't never boxed a nigga You ain't never leave him leanin' over
Shot a bump stock on the AP And this bitch hurt my shoulder
They keep tellin' me I'm next to blow I know I'm gettin' closer
I just walked outside my house and almost f*cked a nigga over
Give me that pussy I'll knock it out the park bae like I'm Sammy Sosa
Boy you can run up if you want I'll pop your top just like a can of soda
I run around lookin' for your love I ain't know which way to go
Baby I don't care nothin' about your past Bitch you my favorite hoe
She'll throw a fit if I tell her no So every bitch get what she want
But you gotta take the stand and lie for me
Why you under oath? I can't give a bitch my heart
When I lost the bit I lost my soul
I ain't trippin' I'ma get that nigga killed He make it up the road
Runnin' around with that hot shit since a youngin' Mom told him don't touch the store
I need a CDL I'm on I-4 With a f*ckin' load
I can't see myself goin' broke Well we gotta f*ck a boat
But we gotta f*ck a boat
Nigga, let's go now
Go now, bro
Baby I don't care not about your past bae you my favorite hoe
She'll throw a fit if I tell her no So the bitch get what she want
But you gotta take the stand and lie for me
While you under oath
I can't give a bitch my heart When I lost lil bro I lost my soul
I ain't trippin' I'ma get that nigga killed He make it up the road
Been around with that hot shit since a youngin' mama told me don't touch the stove
Need A CDL I'm on I-4 With a f*ckin' load
I can't see myself goin' broke Boy we got f*ck bowls
They say big cut got the best dope Go ask my custos
In the trap, gettin' the money bag I bitch said f*ck the yo
Catch a pussy and turn him to a stripper When I up the pole
I'ma f*cked up individual I turn the good girls to a hoe
They know this shit in me This shit on me and this shit on the floor
Nigga I can shoot and drive I'm versatile I can swing the door
Nigga you ain't lose your brother You ain't never felt this pain before
You ain't never boxed a nigga You ain't never leave him leanin' over
Shot a bump stock on the AP And this bitch hurt my shoulder
They keep tellin' me I'm next to blow I know I'm gettin' closer
I just walked outside my house and almost f*cked a nigga over
Give me that pussy I'll knock it out the park bae like I'm Sammy Sosa
Boy you can run up if you want I'll pop your top just like a can of soda
I run around lookin' for your love I ain't know which way to go
Baby I don't care nothin' about your past Bitch you my favorite hoe
She'll throw a fit if I tell her no So every bitch get what she want
But you gotta take the stand and lie for me
Why you under oath? I can't give a bitch my heart
When I lost the bit I lost my soul
I ain't trippin' I'ma get that nigga killed He make it up the road
Runnin' around with that hot shit since a youngin' Mom told him don't touch the store
I need a CDL I'm on I-4 With a f*ckin' load
I can't see myself goin' broke Well we gotta f*ck a boat
But we gotta f*ck a boat
Nigga, let's go now
Go now, bro
Writer: Charles Griffin
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