Don Toliver - Hardstone Psycho Album Lyrics

Purple clouds fillin' up the air tonight
She ain't callin', she feel it in the air tonight
She pullin' on my chain at the crib tonight
Call me Superman, she my kryptonite

Looked me in my eyes and she said
"You're the one I believe in"
Told her to give me somethin' to put my weed in
Light it up, let it rise like a genie
She think she need me

Don't be afraid, know just what you better than
She went and popped two and left no evidence
In her letterman, psycho as she ever been
I'm on her head, she gotta let me in
I'm doin' drugs, I'm back again
It's hard to tell the truth in a life of sin
I guess I'm really loved, I guess I really did

I'm losin' all my faith in you, in you

Purple clouds fillin' up the air tonight
She ain't callin', she feel it in the air tonight
She pullin' on my chain at the crib tonight
Call me Superman, she my kryptonite

I got you what you need
I need you on your knees
I'm beggin', baby (please)
I'm hot, hunnid degrees
Pull up like a biker, know a nigga geeked
I spend time on this medicine
I'm gone off the leash, shawty gone in my sheets
Yeah, my sheets
Comin' right down that highway
She lit like it's Broadway
She guzzlin' down the lean, I got her with me

I told her this is for (hours)
Don't get caught up
Baby, goddamn, keep it on fleek
Treat her panties like a Rover
I pull 'em over
I let her eat it on the sofa
I don't even know her

I got you what you need
I need you on your knees
I'm beggin', baby (please)
I'm hot, hunnid degrees
Pull up like a biker, know a nigga geeked
I spend time on this medicine
I'm gone off the leash, shawty gone in my sheets
Yeah, my sheets
Comin' right down that highway
She lit like its Broadway
She guzzlin' down the lean, I got her with me

Now, do that sound like me?
Do that sound like me?

(Will not change him now)

In the club with some ones and I'm piped up
Shawty got me high, too high
I be steppin' on a bitch in some white ones
Can't control me, I think I'm too fly

Tore up, tore up, tore up, tore up
Tore up, tore up (high), tore up, tore up
Tore up, tore up (ah), tore up, tore up
Tore up, tore up (high), tore up, tore up

She back to back, oh, she in that mode (woo)
I rip her tracks out, she gotta go
I hop up on my bike, it's, "Peace and adios"
It's not about where you're at, it's where you go

(Will not change him now)
If you believe in yourself
It will get you through it
Oh, I believed in myself
Can you see what I'm doin'?

In the club with some ones and I'm piped up
Shawty got me high, too high
I be steppin' on a bitch in some white ones
Can't control me, I think I'm too fly

Tore up, tore up, tore up, tore up
Tore up, tore up (high), tore up, tore up
Tore up, tore up (ah), tore up, tore up
Tore up, tore up (high), tore up, tore up

Ayy, ayy, yeah

Birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Don't tell me, "Shut up," you are not my boss
Turned up so much, now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
Daddy was a rolling stone, I get it from my father
Chains so heavy that I can't wear all 'em
She know I was a devil 'cause I wear a lot of Prada (yee, ooh, ooh)

Twin fifteens in the back of the old school lot, but you know it ain't dumb enough
Shawty on the fifteenth floor, in there playin' with her pussy, yeah, finna come up (uh)
Knocked her down on the bed and cocked that head, she a one-hit wonder (yeah, bitch)
A big ol' bag today, it's me, oh, yeah, boy, you better go keep up (ooh, ooh)
Got my Glockie clipped to the hip just like a goddamn beeper (beeper)
Shawty all in my face and shit, I don't know where I meet ya (meet ya)
Tryna play tough guy and shit, she know I come and see shit
They gon' try to take it all, try to put some fear in me
My nine millimeter, that's my damn security
HardStone president, you more like Hillary (you more like Hillary)
I paint the picture vividly, she love my imagery

Yeah, birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Don't tell me, "Shut up," you are not my boss
Turned up so much, now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
Daddy was a rolling stone, I get it from my father
Chains so heavy that I can't wear all 'em
She know I was a devil 'cause I wear a lot of Prada

Bitches say I'm ugly, they can kiss my ass
Niggas hatin' on me but they copy my swag
F*ck respect and love, as long as these niggas don't do shit to me
Throw shots all you want, as long as shit's not literally

Pullin' up, poppin', droppin' shit (let's go)
Knowin' I got the juice, got the bass and I got the kick
Sittin' in five percent, she knowin' I'm low, but you knowin' I'm lit
Double it, triple it, stuck, it's stuck, it's stuck, whatever you get (stuck)
It's startin' to smell like a brick, it's live, it sound like a hit
And five percent on the Wraith, I ain't finna give you shit (no)
Lil' baby, she want some more, but I ain't finna give you shit (some more)
Might open up and close the door, but I ain't finna give you- (shh)

Birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Smoke a lot of K2, I don't want no zaza
Whippin' up the baby like goo-goo, ga-ga
Hip 'til I hop, then I rock and I roll
Soon I f*cked that thot, I make her dip like 'Lo
Diplo on the beat but I think Skip did this one
Darius Spanish, but that's still my motherf*ckin' nigga
CDawg, that's my dawg, sometimes I call him Dawg C
Of all these other niggas, why you wanna love me?
I started this in juvi', I don't let down my collar
Even when I grew up, I just wanna be a robber

Birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Don't tell me, "Shut up," you are not my boss
Turned up so much, now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
Daddy was a rolling stone, I get it from my father
Chains so heavy that I can't wear all 'em
She know I was a devil 'cause I wear a lot of Prada

Oh, oh
F*ckin' that bitch and I make her say- (oh, oh, oh-oh)
Oh, oh
Tss, f*ckin' that bitch and I make her say- (oh, oh, oh-oh)

Hundred twenty mill', makin' cash flow (f*ck it up)
I need me the Lamb' with the ass on it (ah, ah, ah)
Don't show me that lil' booty, put some pants on it (nah)
But, baby, you get freaky, make her dance on it (yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can't be no broke, bitch, I might get mad at you
Can't be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (oh)
Can't be no ho, nigga, I might just snatch your boo

All this shit that I got (got), I got it straight out the pot
I gotta complete on her body, I'm makin' it, makin' it hot
Used to rock Polos and Pradas
Used to put grams in my sock
Used to f*ck hoes on the corner
Now, me and baby on a yacht

Hundred twenty mill', makin' cash flow (f*ck it up)
I need me the Lamb' with the ass on it (ah, ah, ah)
Don't show me that lil' booty, put some pants on it (nah)
But, baby, you get freaky, make her dance on it (yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude (ooh)
Can't be no broke, bitch, I might get mad at you (ah)
Can't be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (ha)
Can't be no ho, nigga, I might just snatch your boo

Why you ho'ing again?
You-you-you know I'll have you cummin' again
I see you on the dance floor
Ooh, I want me some more, and I'm makin' it drop

So, baby, so, baby, so give me good love
So, baby, so, baby, so give me good love

Tss, I got what you need, niggas can't f*ck with me
You wanna move slizzy? Then come to me
Wanna have fun with me? Like, I'm a rich nigga, no bum in me
I wanna rump, like, rump with me
I f*ck her so good, she gon' cum for me
(Oh, oh-oh)

Orange soda in my lean, I'm Baby Keem
Ring cost a quarter key, it's five percent when she ride with me (oh, oh-oh)
It's like Tia and Tamera, I can't even compare 'em
Nigga, don't play with the stones, you play, I dare ya

Hundred twenty mill', makin' cash flow (f*ck it up)
I need me the Lamb' with the ass on it (ah, ah, ah)
Don't show me that lil' booty, put some pants on it (nah)
But, baby, you get freaky, make her dance on it (yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can't be no broke, bitch, I might get mad at you (ha)
Can't be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (ha)
Can't be no ho, nigga, I might just snatch your boo

(I did it for love)
Ride the highway, ride the bus (rock it, rock it)
Walk my house, look like I'm impressed (radio, radio)
Walk in the strip, she gon' make it bust (bust it, bust it)

I do damage (bust it)
A nigga can't stand it (bust it)
Psycho bandit (bust it)
Like it's Marilyn Manson (bust it)
Got the cash, advance it (bust it)
Get the Sprite and enhance it (bust it)
Pour the Wock' out the pantry (bust it)
Take a sip and I'm dancin' (bust it)
She pop it like a Plan B (bust it)
Know she lit like a candle
Booted up in the car seat
Hold a nigga up for ransom
Want her back? Better call me (bust it)
It's whatever, I'm geeked
Buyin' the punch at the party

You niggas ain't fly, this shit lookin' dummy (yeah)
I'll probably get fried, I look like a mummy (bust it)
I'm gettin' this cash, it's Monday to Sunday
I guess you won't talk if it ain't about the money (bust it)
My boys in the shop, and they jump like a bunny
Got pounds and pills, it ain't nothin' funny
I f*ck from the side and I keep the bitch cummin'
If I gotta reach up, I'ma keep the bitch dummy
When I slide in that coupe, boy, I keep that bitch hummin'
We don't reroute that bitch, all the way to the sun
Get deep in the pipe, yeah, get deep like a plumber
Why would I keep it, I never went loved her
I just went f*cked her and gave to my brother (yeah, yeah)
Eat it for dinner, oh, eat it for supper (yeah, yeah)
Why would you keep it, oh nigga, you sucker?
Why would you keep it, oh nigga, you suck?

(I did it for love)
Ride the highway, ride the bus (rock it, rock it)
Walk my house, look like I'm impressed (radio, radio)
Walk in the strip, she gon' make it bust (bust it, bust it)

I do damage (bust it)
A nigga can't stand it (bust it)
Psycho bandit (bust it)
Like it's Marilyn Manson (bust it)
Got the cash, advance it (bust it)
Get the Sprite and enhance it (bust it)
Pour the Wock' out the pantry (bust it)

You niggas ain't fly, this shit lookin' dummy
I'll probably get fried, I look like a mummy
I'm gettin' this cash, it's Monday to Sunday
I guess you won't talk if it ain't about the money
My boys in the shop, and they jump like a bunny
Got pounds and pills, it ain't nothin' funny
I f*ck from the side and I keep the bitch cummin'
If I gotta reach up, I'ma keep the bitch dummy

Run up the bi- got a TV huh
Hit on that boy like a BB, huh
Hide in the bush you won't see me, huh?
Put you on the wock like Siri, huh
White-lil' nigga wanna be me, huh
Four-five, whippin out creepin', huh
Drive-by, screamin' the demon, huh
F*ck is you sayin, I'm geekin', huh

Everyone falls
You know sometime
Sometimes, it's wrong
And sometimes, it's right
For every win
Someone must fail
There comes a point when
When we exhale
Said shoop, shoop, shoop

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I- (yeah)

Geeked up (uh-huh)
I can't take a shower without no reefer (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Baby gon' bust it open, you know I need ya
It's time to pop my meds, I need a re-up (yeah, yeah)
Huh, red two-seater (skrrt)
Marley got that tune, he got that heater (come on)
Braids to the back like Queen Latifah
I can't feel my face, I'm in here so gone

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh

Wanna come f*ck you out the sheet, uh (out the sheet)
Pull up, baby right to sleep, yeah (right to sleep)
I'm sippin' this drank, this Jubilee, yeah (Jubilee)
Stayin' high, stayin' low-key, yeah (whoa)
You don't need to be doin', if it ain't me, yeah
I felt the love, I wonder what she felt (felt the love)
I hide the Glock right by my seatbelt (right by my seatbelt)

Hey, bae
I want that new Chanelly purse I bought you
I need you to hold my Glock for me
I need you to hold my Glock

Hold my Glock when we in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I'm in the club
There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
When I pull up on the block and I
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I'ma slide on my bike and I'ma
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I'ma pull up on that Harley, I'ma
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I just got it, two wheels, not a coupe
Coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe
Pull the block, the banger hot and I'ma
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Got a Harley and I pull up in a hoop, hoop, hoop
Thinkin' it's you and not the-

Mm, mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm (yeah, yeah)
Yeah

Still put my address in like I don't know where I stay
She know my phone number, but how she think I'm Mike Jones?
Why I had to put it down in the ice age?
Where I'm from, you come through late, you don't do that alone
You brought that face out the boondocks, how long did that take?
With your dog, she can't go left, be with 'em right or wrong
Everybody 'round me top five, come to my space (space)
Everybody high like sci-fi up in my space (space)
When we disconnect the wi-fi (ah)

Up the hill, it's over drastic
I hope you gassed it, I'm over-gassed you crashed it
The last one elastic, tried to find real in plastic
Them other hoes is mass thick
Way you rock the classics, classic, bomb, bombastic (bomb)
The setup for the dynasty is looking dynastic
You know the Don nasty
The Mudboys nasty, you know the Jack nasty, you know the- (know the)
You know that Fay' nasty, you know the CHASE (know the CHASE)
You know the CHASE nasty, you know my place (place)
My place is like the afties, that's word to Neil (word to Neil)
I'm a knight off in the night, ain't got it new (nah)
One night with me, was the tea, but don't you spill (ah)
Throw that body fake, baby, keep it real
If he hit, don't give him none like the church
And come to my player's club, I'm dolla- (yeah, yeah)

Still put my address in like I don't know where I stay
She know my phone number, but how she think I'm Mike Jones?
Why I had to put it down in the ice age?
Where I'm from, you come through late, you don't do that alone
You brought that face out the boondocks, how long did that take?
With your dog, she can't go left, be with 'em right or wrong
Everybody 'round me top five, come to my space (space)
Everybody high like sci-fi up in my space (space)
When we disconnect the wi-fi

In the 713, I'm fazed
I say, can I get you up for? Hey
Can I get you up in the city?
My curly hair, baby curly hair
We throwin' it good, okay, keep throwin' the air (throwin' the air)
Throwin' it back, okay, you're doin' your best
Swing to the hook when you need some help
Handle bars, she on my handle bars
She like the finer things and all my candy cars
Throwin' it back, okay, you're doin' your best (doin' your-)
Swing to the hook when you need some help (need some)
I'm in the Continental, got her dancin'
Sippin' pineapple, bitch candy (yup)
Quarter million dollars, got 'em fancy (yeah)
Two hundred on the dash, don't chance it

Gotta leave the song on, it's your song, babe
H-Town, hold it down, yeah, you goin' crazy
See you in the bay, bae, you know you in here faded
Know you in here faded
Know you in here faded

Woo-ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh-ooh (ha, ha)
Four by four
I'm back on road (oh yeah)
I'm back on gold
Ooh-ooh-ooh (damn)
Four by four
We back in mode
Lil' bitch, we back for more
Woo-ooh-ooh

I'm sippin' drops
I ride my motorcycle, make her pussy pop (whoa)
I'm mad conceited and they got me feelin' Wock'
I snatch them bands up, they thought they had it lock (you ain't have shit nigga)
Jump up on it, ride it
Got lil' b vibin' (I pop a T, valid)
I break her cup down and this taste is so exotic
Drop a beat, deposit, bitch, I'm your autopilot

Woo-ooh-ooh (ha, ha)
Four by four
I'm back on road (oh yeah)
I'm back on gold
Ooh-ooh-ooh (damn)
Four by four
We back in mode
Lil' bitch, we back for more

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it up again
She get to chew on this dick like it's double mint
I'm runnin' this shit like a government (I'm doin' too much)
Told the bitch sit down, she doin' too much
Niggas say they outside, gotta prove it to us
Them little bitty Glock's ain't movin' to us
Get rollin', nigga, I put ya in a blunt
Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr, okay
She know too many rappers, get this bitch up out my face
Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr, okay
She be f*ckin' broke niggas, bitch ain't got no taste
But I got a ho right now that can f*ck me good and pour my drank (eat it up)
Her body must be recycled, 'cause this bitch ain't got no waist (woo)
The waist good, I'm gon' wife you, you can get that ring today
Pass my lean, baby, it's full lime green, baby (yee)

Woo-ooh-ooh (ha, ha)
Four by four
I'm back on road (oh yeah)
I'm back on gold
Ooh-ooh-ooh (damn)
Four by four
We back in mode
Lil' bitch, we back for more

Why these lil' niggas don't like me?
Why these lil' niggas don't like me?
I pulled up clean in the Harley
Then I snatched off 'cause I'm way too cocky
I'm f*ckin this (f*ckin' this), stained my shirt
Oh damn, it stained my white tee (damn)
Thank God my son an Aquemini, he was way too close to a Pisces
(I pull up in a Maybach truck, in the three hunnid inside, nigga it's a sight see)
If any nigga out here got a problem with the Don
I swear to God, nigga, you could fight me
I'm f*ckin' this (f*ckin' this), stained my shirt
Oh damn, it stained my white tee
I been playin' with the choppa, I'll cut a motherf*cka
I'll move like a young Pooh Shiesty

(Zaytoven)
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)
(I wanna see your face)
(Three hundred cash, I feel rich today)
(Purple rain in my lemonade)
(We all have choices, oh)
(You all hear the voices, oh)
(Metro in this bitch goin' brazy)
(Yes, I, yes, I, yes, I)
Yes, I do, yes, I do (yes, I)
Could you say it for real and tell the truth?
Yes, I do, yes, I do (yes, I)
Could you say it for real, then tell the truth?
Yes, I do, yes, I do (yes, I)
Yes, I do
I don't need you no more
Yes, I do

Your boy goin' wild in the box style Chevy
Them hoes comin' in and they comin' in heavy
Let a nigga know when them bitches gettin' ready
Let a nigga know when them bitches gettin' ready
The boy goin' wild, got his chain on confetti
The double-R truck, got the big boy in a Bentley
Let a nigga know when them bitches gettin' ready
Let a nigga know when them bitches gettin' ready
Gettin' ready, better hold it steady
Got a couple bitches ready to eat it down in LA
Mix-switch swaggin', put the jacket on, it's Pelle
Pelle Pelle, ridin' through that Bentley
Back then, I knew them hoes couldn't f*ck with me
Now I see them ugly hoes tryna cut with me
It's me and brodie rollin' dice, I got that cutter with me
I love my lil' gangster bitch, she wanna get gutter with me

I love you the same
And I'm sippin' purple rain
And I hope you stay the same
And I hope you stay
I love you the same
And I'm sippin' purple rain
And I hope you stay the same
And I hope you stay

Four corners on the wall, I'm goin' crazy like I'm Wemby (yeah)
Way deep down in her water, way too deep, finna break her levee (sweet)
I'm standin' on the wings, lemon pepper (sweet)
Ten-seater jet, this shit forever (sweet)
Oh, what you hot for? Give me an encore
I got the Swisher on lil' shorty on the top floor
I'm steady runnin' up a check and, no, I'm not sore
It's Hardstone to the blood, bitch, it's hardcore

Sippin' purple, sippin' purple rain
I'm sippin' purple, sippin' purple rain
Sippin' purple, yeah, I'm sippin' purple rain

Hope you come back, baby
Hope you come back, baby
Hope you come back, baby
Sippin' purple
Hope you come back, baby
Hope you come back, baby
I love you the same
I'm sippin' purple rain
Hope you come back, do the same
Hope you come back, do the same, oh

Got two girls in the cut
And I don't know what to do
I fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with you
Two girls in the cut
Which one to choose?
I fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with you
I got two girls in the cut
I don't know who to choose
I fell in love with, mm
I fell in love with you

You gotta believe in no one (no, no, no)
She back at the house, she hoin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Freakin' to it and goin', yeah
Honey moved out in Aspen, it slowin', yeah
Stayin' in the cut, ah-yeah
Got a bitch in the cut and she want the pie, yeah
I don't wanna f*ck no one
Got a gun in the car and this bitch got a nightlight
I'm poppin' this G6, I'm on a G6
And I'm still up glowin' (yeah)
How the hell that nigga get up and get up and get up and get high? (Jeez), yeah
How a nigga rock through the streets in McLaren in the club in Dubai?
Damn, feel like I do buy
Damn, feelin' like Tupac
Woo, she eat, she a through bop
Damn, ridin' a-
Ridin' a new drop

Got two girls in the cut
And I don't know what to do
I fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with you
Two girls in the cut
Which one to choose?
I fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with you
I got two girls in the cut
I don't know who to choose
I fell in love with, mm
I fell in love with you

Don't let it go lose control
I got two in here and I'm trippin'
Bitch, told 'em don't play (mm)
Sittin' down on four (yeah)
Got 'em back in that- (back in that mode)
Better keep down though (yeah)
Messed up, I don't know
That I move like a social
Bitch, I bite like a cobra
They done f*cked up (yeah)
They done f*cked (they done f*cked, yeah)
They done f*cked up
They done f*cked
All this shit that I bought, it cost cheese
I put Chrome Hearts on and I freeze
I got the tucked shit down in my pants
Man, this Hardstone shit I bleed
If we're choppin' it up, better chop this shit up (yeah, let me chop that real quick)
Work on her body, she twerkin' it (yeah)
You f*ck with a rat, I don't f*ck with them (ah)
Shit that they drop, I ain't poppin' (ha)
Hawkin' you down with binoculars (ha)
Holla at my phone and I'm blockin' you (ah, ah)

Got two girls in the cut
And I don't know what to do
I fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with you
Two girls in the cut
Which one to choose?
I fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with, mm
Fell in love with you
I got two girls in the cut
I don't know who to choose
I fell in love with, mm
I fell in love with you

(Wheezy outta here)

I met her last week (last week)
Slidin' through the cold backstreets (cold backstreets, brr)
I don't know ho you, but you knowin' me (knowin' me)
I saw you put away your foreign key (foreign key, yeah, can I?)
Can I get your number? (Number)
I'ma hit you up (uh)
We can link all summer and go and f*ck it up (uh)
Girl, you got me drunk, I need it in a rush (uh)
Can you f*ck it up? (Uh) can you f*ck it up? (Uh)
Can you f*ck it up? Yeah
Can you f*ck it up? (Bet you can't)
Take you out of town girl, can you f*ck it up?
I'ma take you 'round, girl, I'ma f*ck it up (baby, I'ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck
Can you f*ck it up?

Want me to be your Backstreet Boy, girl, let's get in sync
You don't wanna know what you need, locked up in a Maybach seat
And I'm ridin' with my piece, beat the pussy up, R.I.P.
But don't hold back, baby, unleash
You was splashin', it ain't no lease
Took enough time off, where you goin'? Where you been?
Lifestyle full of sins, but you heaven-sent, oh
You know who to come to when you feel it all cave in
When you know you need savin', I'm the one you put your faith in
Let you heat the summer, chain cold just like winter
Real trees just like timber, need a band that match my tempo
Glad I kept your info, backseat, tryna see what it's hittin' for
Grab tight, hold on like a leash, ah
Know the life I live ain't simple

I can't help myself, girl, I need your help
Cooking that special, this ain't self-serve
See the cops over by the light, hit it by the next turn
Runnin' back, let me do it for ya, ain't no pressure

I met her last week (last week)
Slidin' through the cold backstreets (cold backstreets, brr)
I don't know ho you, but you knowin' me (knowin' me)
I saw you put away your foreign key (foreign key, can I?)
Can I get your number? (Number)
And I'ma hit you up (uh)
We can link all summer and go and f*ck it up (uh)
Girl, you got me drunk, I need it in a rush (uh)
Can you f*ck it up? (Uh) Can you f*ck it up? (Whoa)
Can you f*ck it up? Yeah
Can you f*ck it up? (Bet you can't)
Take you out of town girl, can you f*ck it up? (Oh, baby)
I'ma take you 'round, girl, I'ma f*ck it up (baby, I'ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck (oh, oh, oh, baby)

Can you f*ck it up, girl, can you f*ck it up? (Baby, can you? Mm)
Take you out of town girl, can you f*ck it up? (Oh, baby)
I'ma take you 'round girl, I'ma f*ck it up (baby I'ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck (oh, oh, oh, baby)
Can you f*ck it up?

You get to move five ways
You tend to let it wait
You might just lose your head
If you don't do what I say

Deep in the water, far as I can see (I can see)
Deep in the water, it's just you and me
Deep in the water, far as I can see (can see)
Deep in the water, through your pregnancy

Sex and love, sex and love

Yes, I knew you were the rush
I'm f*cking OD, yes, at the SLS (you need everything, yeah)
You said you wanna take control of me but I got all the answers
You want me done with the strip club, you know I'm done with them dancers
Well, we made love under the moonlight, we took all our chances, oh

Deep in the water, far as I can see (I can see)
Deep in the water, it's just you and me (yeah)
Deep in the water, far as I can see (can see, ooh)
Deep in the water, through your pregnancy (deep in the water, yeah)

Sex and love, sex and love

Guess we movin' too fast
Whatever you do right now, you know I can't go back
You try to leave me, damn near caught a heart attack
Well, I'm in the H right now, got my hand deep down in the sack
Hit the blunt with a bean in it, come and sit and relax
While I'm down in the A right now, my chopper damn near caught flat
Call me if you want some
Know I feel your heartbeat
Don't act like you don't love nobody
Tell him that you love me
Say, "Yes, I do", say, "Yes, I do", say, "Yes, I do"

Deep in the water, far as I can see (I can see)
Deep in the water, it's just you and me
Deep in the water, far as I can see (can see)
Deep in the water, through your pregnancy

Call me if you want some
Know I feel your heartbeat
Don't act like you don't love nobody
Tell him that you love me

Ain't that time, ain't that time
Uh, uh, anytime
Uh, uh, 'time
There aren't cities that I'm inside anytime
Anytime, anytime
Inside with you
You

Ain't a time that I'm not outside, I don't realize that I should be inside
Inside with you
Inside with you
Inside with you
Ain't a time that I'm not outside, I don't realize that I should be inside (outside, uh)
Inside with you
Inside with you (talk yo' shit)

I need that Mercedes back (back)
Southside, baby (Southside)
Inside crazy
Outside maybe (outside)
Pourin' fours on the daily (okay)
Swingin' 'bows on the daily (swingin')
Candy, ice cream, I need (uh), I need (uh)
Pose feel, high up (yeah), my hands, your spleen
I know what's on your conscience
For once, let's be honest
'Fore love was sweet, not a contest
Nights like this, I could die here
Night, night, night, night (ooh)
Night, night, night, night, night (ooh)
Night, night, night, night (ooh)
Night, night

Ain't no time that I'm not outside, I don't realize that I should be inside
Inside with you (with you)
Inside with you
Ain't no time that I'm not outside, I don't realize that I should be inside
Inside with you
Inside with you

It's the first of the month, stop actin' funny
You know that you don't need my money
Can't you hear me? Then I'll meet you Monday
The sun come risin' in, I got you cummin'
My sports car will need a min'
Better beat me there, better meet me there
You wanna ride all night long?
You better do me right, better hold on, yeah
It's comin' in hot and heavy, I need it, what's goin' on?
You're shakin' out the box when I beat it, take your panties off, yeah
I know seen my text, go and delete it, don't tell 'em all, yeah
Hit it and hit it again and go on, repeat it, 'peat it, 'peat it

Ain't a time that I'm not outside, I don't realize that I should be inside
Inside with you
Inside with you
Inside with you
Ain't a time that I'm not outside I don't realize that I should be inside (outside, uh)
Inside with you
Inside with you (talk yo' shit)

I go five to ten, go on and lock me in
Ride me like a motherf*ckin' Harley
How you mean? I'm the highest kid
Ride me like a motherf*ckin' Harley

I'm rockin' the cage
Oh yes, I'm big Bane and I feel like an ape, and I'm rockin' the stage
Got too much trauma and too many problems, I'm 'bout to get faded
Ain't nobody known as your girl, nobody, no party went named it
I went and sipped out the Fanta today to break all the pain, and
(Where are you, my love? Where are you, my love?)
(Where are you, my love? Where are you, my love?)

I go five to ten, go on and lock me in
Ride me like a motherf*ckin' Harley
How you mean? I'm the highest kid
Ride me like a motherf*ckin' Harley

She rollin' like a rollercoaster, damn, lil' shawty rollin'
I know this shit won't get too far, but I wanna control it
I went to go to drive the car, I whip it like it's stolen
Like it's stolen (where we goin' tonight?)
She finna throw the Rick Owen out, it's time to meet your friend
She let me stroke, I'm hittin' the drum, I'm goin', I'm goin' again
My body on bottom, my body on top and nobody finna come stop it
She ridin' that dick like a Harley, she squeeze, I got baby rubbin'

I go five to ten, go on and lock me in
Ride me like a motherf*ckin' Harley
How you mean? I'm the highest kid
Ride me like a motherf*ckin' Harley

I come down off the beans
She's on top, lean on me
Call my name, boy, I'm geeked
I'm here, throwed off the seams
Yes, I'm here, come here

Hitting that bag like Tyson
Throw it in the car, don't hide it
Get the chance and I might bite it, yeah
Guess I'm where I'm supposed to be
She never say no to me
She bumped me a hundred G's
I love bein' in love in the night

Ayy, man, I'm proud of you, man
You one of the coldest followers of madness
Your mama, your dad, they raised you right, baby
You do what you do, I'm proud of you, man
I'm gon' tell you, I love you, keep continuin' doin' what you doin'
And you gon' be the baddest son of a motherf*cker made, ever
I love you, peace, baby, I love you, man

They say baby been holdin' me down
When I lose control (talk to 'em)
They really wanna take my soul
But I got the last laugh, mhm (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh, oh (ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha)
I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, oh-oh

You thought that shit was gon' work? (Work)
You thought that shit was gon' work? (Work, bitch)
I got this shit straight out the mud (mud)
I got this shit straight out the dirt (dirt)
Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (twerk, oh)
Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (throw it back, throw it)
Oh-oh (go ahead, go ah-)

I got a, I got the, I got the, I got the last laugh
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha (say it again)
I got a, I got the, I got the, I got the la-

You thought that shit was gon' work?
You thought that shit was gon' work?
I got this shit straight out the mud
I got this shit straight out the dirt
Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (oh)
Lil' shawty can't help but to twerk (oh)

Maybach the Benz, I dropped on the cash, I call up Penelope (oh-oh)
Kissin' that molly and ridin' that Harley and poppin' that ecstasy (oh)
Tourin' the world, I come to your city, I know that you lovin' me (oh-oh)
I know I can't take back, but all of the things that I said out of jealousy (no, no)
Are we spare ties? Are we spare ties? You never been kin to me (no, no)
But I fall right back in that pussy, girl, you my drug, my ketamine (whoa, whoa)
When I'm out with the gang, I roll out my Glock and I bust in the air for the love
You hittin' me all in the club, you hittin' me all in the club, oh
I know it hurts, know it's hurting tonight
(Last laugh now)
(Oh-oh-oh, yeah) oh-oh-oh

I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh (ha-ha-ha, oh, yeah)
I got the last, I got the last, I got the last laugh
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, oh
I got, I got the, I got the, I got the last laugh

You thought that shit was gon' work?
You thought that shit was gon' work?
I got this shit straight out the mud
I got this shit straight out the dirt
Lil' shawty can't help but to swerve
Lil' shawty can't help but to swerve, oh

And I know
And I know your heart, I know your heart
And I
Yes, I know your heart, I've known it's real
Take some time to walk away
And I wish you well, wish you well, girl
Free around the world, oh

And you know I love to see you whine
Don't let me catch you in here crying
And turn those tears into wine
And turn those tears into wine

Oh, I was raised by the wolves, swam through water
Yet I will find myself, tryna get answers
Tryna get answers

You know I love to see you whine
Don't let me catch you in here crying
And turn those tears into wine
And turn those tears into wine

Don't let this be the part where you leave (don't leave, babe, don't leave)
Fashion statement, wear my heart on my sleeve (my sleeve, babe, it's on my sleeve)
Fashion statement, wear my art on my sleeve, that's only how I feel
You need someone to ride for you, I'm a soldier for real

I need space, orbit slowly 'round me
Please tell me, where have you, where have you been?

You know I love to see you whine
Don't let me catch you in here crying
And turn those tears into wine
And turn those tears into wine

Don't let this be the part where you leave
Fashion statement, wear my heart on my sleeve
Fashion statement, wear my art on my sleeve, that's only how I feel
You need someone to ride for you, I'm a soldier for real