Bonnieklyde Video (MV)

Think you were from a past life
Maybe a dream I've been dreamin
Shorty body smokin' like a crack pipe
One hit, I cannot stop feenin'
Say you tryna take it slow now
Bad news girl, the Lamb go zoom
I am not the type of nigga you can hold down
Gazoo, baby, let's go to the moon, okay
Good gas on me, I know you can smell it
And I got a big Glock, nigga, these ain't pellets
I can't f*ck with shorty if she wanna see me jealous, no
I can't f*ck with shorty if she wanna see me jealous
Cause one thing
I know
I'ma let it go
Talkin' to my therapist and she like, let it go
Pullin' up and sparkin' it if niggas said it's smoke
Last nigga played with me never made it home
So
If you wanna ride, we could ride
But if you on my side, then bout you it's homicide
Damn it feel like Bonnie Clyde, except we ain't finna die
And I feel like I could fly when I look inside your eyes
So
If you wanna ride, we could ride
But if you on my side, then bout you it's homicide
Damn it feel like Bonnie Clyde, except we ain't finna die
And I feel like I could fly when I look inside your eyes
Back it up for me baby, slow-ow-ow
We should get some more Mo-oh-oh-oh
I could take you where you wanna go-oh-oh
All you gotta do is let me know
I swear I could never tell you no
Blowin' up my phone, I promise I'm comin' home
See you in the morning, mama already know
I get in my zone, yeah, I just get in a mode
Don't need to be rude, I f*ck her right out her mood
Damn, I don't mean to be lewd
Pull up, what's the move
Show me what it do, I'm tryin' to feel your groove
Cashin' out on you, I'm buyin', just pick and choose
If you wanna ride, we could ride
But if you on my side, then bout you it's homicide
Damn it feel like Bonnie Clyde, except we ain't finna die
And I feel like I could fly when I look inside your eyes
So, if you wanna ride, we could ride
But if you on my side, then bout you it's homicide
Damn it feel like Bonnie Clyde, except we ain't finna die
And I feel like I could fly when I look inside your eyes