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text me back Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil G
Featuring: Lord Goul
Language: English
Written by: Gary John Roberts, Colin Jacob Guarino




Lil G - text me back Lyrics




[ Featuring Lord Goul ]

Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Couple more days, I'ma have me a stack (Huh, okay)
Don't f*ck with y'all, I'ma keep it a stack (Uh, huh)
Need me a band if you hop on my track (Okay)
Ha, I don't know about that
Y'all just be wocky, y'all ain't moving tact (Y'all ain't moving tact)
Like woah, swerving I'm losing control
180 spinning, whip it with my soul (Whip it with my soul)
I'm whipping foreigns, you know how it go (You know how it go)
I need to know your intentions (Intentions)
Baby girl, I can't just let you in (Yeah, yeah)
I always gotta stay ten toes, you know I stay ready to bend (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up in a Mercedes, a Benz (Skrrt)Hop in baby, this shit ain't pretend (Uh, huh)
I ain't f*cking with her, but her friend (Yeah)
Oh well, maybe don't know, it depends
She changed on me
Why she always say to me "Text me back"
She changed on me
Why she always say to me "Text me back"(Ha, yeah alright)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some moneyI think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Yeah you know I'm feeling fly
Six blunts to the face, feeling higher than the sky, I can't even lie
360 spinning out my whip, I just gotta dip, ho's all on my side
Weed, money, liquor, I be living with all of my likes
Hitting my Instagram all on my line, she just be calling me all of the time (All of the time)
My ex bitch say that she miss me, late night text now she trying to get frisky
At the bar with her friend, getting tipsy
Couple more shots, downed the bottle of whiskey
Ghost out whip, shorty feeling my vibe
Hundred fifty miles, cruising down Sunrise
Almost crashed when I looked in her eyes
Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her lies
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her lies)
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her lies)
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her eyes)
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her eyes)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some moneyI think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
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Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Couple more days, I'ma have me a stack (Huh, okay)
Don't f*ck with y'all, I'ma keep it a stack (Uh, huh)
Need me a band if you hop on my track (Okay)
Ha, I don't know about that
Y'all just be wocky, y'all ain't moving tact (Y'all ain't moving tact)
Like woah, swerving I'm losing control
180 spinning, whip it with my soul (Whip it with my soul)
I'm whipping foreigns, you know how it go (You know how it go)
I need to know your intentions (Intentions)
Baby girl, I can't just let you in (Yeah, yeah)
I always gotta stay ten toes, you know I stay ready to bend (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up in a Mercedes, a Benz (Skrrt)Hop in baby, this shit ain't pretend (Uh, huh)
I ain't f*cking with her, but her friend (Yeah)
Oh well, maybe don't know, it depends
She changed on me
Why she always say to me "Text me back"
She changed on me
Why she always say to me "Text me back"(Ha, yeah alright)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some moneyI think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Yeah you know I'm feeling fly
Six blunts to the face, feeling higher than the sky, I can't even lie
360 spinning out my whip, I just gotta dip, ho's all on my side
Weed, money, liquor, I be living with all of my likes
Hitting my Instagram all on my line, she just be calling me all of the time (All of the time)
My ex bitch say that she miss me, late night text now she trying to get frisky
At the bar with her friend, getting tipsy
Couple more shots, downed the bottle of whiskey
Ghost out whip, shorty feeling my vibe
Hundred fifty miles, cruising down Sunrise
Almost crashed when I looked in her eyes
Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her lies
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her lies)
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her lies)
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her eyes)
(Love got me blind, wasn't seeing her eyes)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some money
I think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
Sparking up a blunt, another day another high (Another day another high)
Step out the door, need some moneyI think I'll just let off my packs outside (Let off my packs outside)
Hitting my phone need another one, that'll make it four or five (That'll make it four or five)
Pistol gripping I'ma hold my gun, I don't care I'm feeling fly (Yeah, feeling fly)
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Writer: Gary John Roberts, Colin Jacob Guarino
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