lottydarko - TEMPTATIONS Lyrics

Oh no, oh no, my dog, my dog
Oh no, oh no, my dog, my dog, my dog
Oh no, amen
My dog, you're tripping again
Oh, oh, my God, I did it again
Oh, my God, I cannot pretend
Oh, I'm home, I don't need no friends
Can't pick up the phone, I'm with a ten outta ten
Shawty, you know my intent, 4L, that's 'til the end
I'm tryna whip in the Benz, that's on God, on my gang
You picking up what I'm saying?
My shooters drive in a Range
I warned my youngest cousin
Yeah, I swear, my shit is too dangerous
I swear, I take a couple racks
And we can make some arrangements
They got the beams with the lasers
I ain't talking 'bout tasers
Taking money to Vegas
Dealing dope to the neighbors
Cocaine feeling amazing, that's what I call a facelift
Now put the scale on the table
You can come catch a fade
You think we came with some slaves
The way we snatching your chains
No, I ain't doing cocaine, but we can call it a rave
They talking down on your name
Pull up and blow out their brains
That's a whole lot of red and a whole lot of fangs
That's a whole lot of bread, but ain't a whole lot of change
Ain't no hoe that can change me
Slanging crack like the 80s
Flip the pound and I double it
Put the cash down at Mercedes
Isn't life so amazing?
Trappin' for entertainment
We had to trap in the basement
Tell my momma I made it
Feeling like graduation
Don't give in to temptation
Know I needed my payments
That's my girl like Temptations
Stomp him out on the pavement
Rob the store on occasion
Put the mask on your face, talking like a Caucasian
They gonna hop out the van, spray your block like a tan
Snatch the chain off your mans
Hit the club, pop some bands
I need a whole lot of money, need a whole lot of fans
Need a whole lot of Grammy's, nigga, I ain't your mans
I just stay in the bank, y'all niggas stay on the gram
Pulling up with a stick, nigga, show me your hands
They call it coincidental, I call it stick to the plan