Aye
Ya
And I don't love her man
I can barely stand
I ain't going back
F*ck all that
Imma make her mad
Ya with all this cash aye
And it's kinda sad aye Ya
And I can't think
But I guess I drink
Purple on my teeth
Stain my teeth
Checkers on my feet
Codeine dream at me
And I be stoned
And I be high
And I been drivin Ya right by
And I can't lie pops up in the sky
So Imma make it right
20 years I been on my own
Never need a hoe
F*ck her then I go
Cuz she addicted to the blow aye aye
They say life's a gift
But I wanna give it back
Going thru life like a flashback
Wish that I could go back
I don't know what to say
Wish that we could start over
Press replay
Everyone has to go someday
I wish that I could stay
And I don't love her man
I can barely stand
I ain't going back
F*ck all that
Imma make her mad
Ya with all this cash aye Ya aye
And I don't wanna Benz I just want some friends
Ya to chill with me smoke some weed
Now you're down with me
Now you popping E Ya
F*ckin what was that aye
You know we pouring up
Got the crown in my cup
Strapped up chains tucked
Chillin with the homies in the back of the club aye aye
Message to my haters, you can eat all clips
Music like this is rare like a solar eclipse
Money coming in so quick, real shit
This aint no skit, no need to read a script
Aye
Lil Garbage - 1107 (feat. Lonnie) Lyrics
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Aye
Ya
And I don't love her man
I can barely stand
I ain't going back
F*ck all that
Imma make her mad
Ya with all this cash aye
And it's kinda sad aye Ya
And I can't think
But I guess I drink
Purple on my teeth
Stain my teeth
Checkers on my feet
Codeine dream at me
And I be stoned
And I be high
And I been drivin Ya right by
And I can't lie pops up in the sky
So Imma make it right
20 years I been on my own
Never need a hoe
F*ck her then I go
Cuz she addicted to the blow aye aye
They say life's a gift
But I wanna give it back
Going thru life like a flashback
Wish that I could go back
I don't know what to say
Wish that we could start over
Press replay
Everyone has to go someday
I wish that I could stay
And I don't love her man
I can barely stand
I ain't going back
F*ck all that
Imma make her mad
Ya with all this cash aye Ya aye
And I don't wanna Benz I just want some friends
Ya to chill with me smoke some weed
Now you're down with me
Now you popping E Ya
F*ckin what was that aye
You know we pouring up
Got the crown in my cup
Strapped up chains tucked
Chillin with the homies in the back of the club aye aye
Message to my haters, you can eat all clips
Music like this is rare like a solar eclipse
Money coming in so quick, real shit
This aint no skit, no need to read a script
Aye
Ya
And I don't love her man
I can barely stand
I ain't going back
F*ck all that
Imma make her mad
Ya with all this cash aye
And it's kinda sad aye Ya
And I can't think
But I guess I drink
Purple on my teeth
Stain my teeth
Checkers on my feet
Codeine dream at me
And I be stoned
And I be high
And I been drivin Ya right by
And I can't lie pops up in the sky
So Imma make it right
20 years I been on my own
Never need a hoe
F*ck her then I go
Cuz she addicted to the blow aye aye
They say life's a gift
But I wanna give it back
Going thru life like a flashback
Wish that I could go back
I don't know what to say
Wish that we could start over
Press replay
Everyone has to go someday
I wish that I could stay
And I don't love her man
I can barely stand
I ain't going back
F*ck all that
Imma make her mad
Ya with all this cash aye Ya aye
And I don't wanna Benz I just want some friends
Ya to chill with me smoke some weed
Now you're down with me
Now you popping E Ya
F*ckin what was that aye
You know we pouring up
Got the crown in my cup
Strapped up chains tucked
Chillin with the homies in the back of the club aye aye
Message to my haters, you can eat all clips
Music like this is rare like a solar eclipse
Money coming in so quick, real shit
This aint no skit, no need to read a script
Aye
Writer: Alonzo Long, Joshua Allen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid