Potent

Pour it (yea)
Lately I've been politicin' sipping on that Moët (yea)
I've been getting into some things that I never should've lately
Just to get away from all these lonely thoughts without my baby
Now I coming down I need to find me something potent

Yea, tell me what you love
Is it me or is it visions of that Porsche
Me and my niggas coming in with the force
My cost, I feel it going up I thank the lord, no change
Still with savages in golden chains, they dangle
Calculated still working from all, these angles
Haters on me gotta treat em all, the same
Hoping that they never fade away
I'm feeling like I'm Pablo out in Melladín
These pussy niggas sweeter than some daiquiris
Getting scandalous on me like you was Hilary
Don't fuck it up and turn into my enemy
I said I'd go ahead and make that money clean
Switch it up from rapping start doing that RnB
Everything you plan out doesn't pan out like the dream
Keen Bean
I just got that ring ring
We moving out
Yea, moving bags of potent
Vintage Honda Civic pull up slowly
Get the bands and then I dap the woedy
Then pull off like skrrt
I would never them play sides with you
When it's dangerous girl I'm the one who slide with you
New nigga pull up tryna crop me out the picture
Tryna play buddy buddy get me to smile with you yea
No
Go ahead and take him home with you
Don't come back to me it's slow with you
Should've never got that close with you (yea)

They way you switched up on me (yea)
When you said you loved me
The way I fucked around and fell in love
I thought for a second that you were the one (yea)
The way you feel up on me
The way you say you want me
Felt like I could really trust somebody
Now I feel like I don't trust nobody

Ayyye, wey ayy!



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Oladele Amon
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