Bonnie & Blyde (feat. Ashley Sorrell)
Helluva made this beat, baby
(Hey, hey)
Yeah, will you hold me down? (Down) out? (Out)
If I'm stuck, get me out
If you trust me replyin'
If you love me, just say it, yeah
Woman, you gotta be patient
Shit get real, can you wait for me?
If he set that play for me, yeah
You were made for me
And I was made for you
I do different shit, go out the way for you
I'm serious, she hearin' this, can't play with you
You slay the dick, I pay the rent so I can stay with you
It ain't the things you do, it's just the way you do
Like I won't know you love a nigga 'less you say you do
I got my buffs on, can't sit still, can't play the fool
You cookin' dope with me, you should've stayed in school
Got you in the zone with me, new planet, boo
You can't be my boo unless you aimin' a tool, uh
And you be my shooter, I will not loser
And he say, "I rule her", Hush did the jewels up
A hundred 30 on me, and you can't do me dirty
Nah, I hope the pilot heard me, four-five in my carry-on
I got Sean drivin', and eyes open for the law
I got Rel ridin', he got a Draco for your jaw
I got a bail bonds, Mini get me out if I was wrong
Chanel on your baby mama, got her pushin' on my dawg
Pour a chophouse off the frog legs
Trappin' with a hard-headed ho, now she a soft head
Shit look Sahara Desert how we servin' all tan
Lisa Leslie with that AK, my bitch got long legs
Hit her with that Baby D, DaeDae, the wrong bed
I been hittin' Deebo with them bricks like who just called Craig?
All my niggas thoroughbred, big body, horse-fed
Do 'em like I'm Corleone, sleepin' with his horsehead
Trap trap bakery, bitch, we need more bread
Real promethazine, please give me more red
Bitch, you gon' ride for me, or you gon' die slow
Bitch, wear your purse with me like you're everywhere I go
Bitch, you gon' be my best friend, I'm to die for
If you gotta hit that court stand, I'm to lie for
Will you hold me down? (Down) out? (Out)
If I'm stuck, get me out
If you trust me replyin'
If you love me, just say it, yeah
Woman, you gotta be patient
Shit get real, can you wait for me?
If he set that play for me, yeah
You were made for me
(Hey, hey)
Yeah, will you hold me down? (Down) out? (Out)
If I'm stuck, get me out
If you trust me replyin'
If you love me, just say it, yeah
Woman, you gotta be patient
Shit get real, can you wait for me?
If he set that play for me, yeah
You were made for me
And I was made for you
I do different shit, go out the way for you
I'm serious, she hearin' this, can't play with you
You slay the dick, I pay the rent so I can stay with you
It ain't the things you do, it's just the way you do
Like I won't know you love a nigga 'less you say you do
I got my buffs on, can't sit still, can't play the fool
You cookin' dope with me, you should've stayed in school
Got you in the zone with me, new planet, boo
You can't be my boo unless you aimin' a tool, uh
And you be my shooter, I will not loser
And he say, "I rule her", Hush did the jewels up
A hundred 30 on me, and you can't do me dirty
Nah, I hope the pilot heard me, four-five in my carry-on
I got Sean drivin', and eyes open for the law
I got Rel ridin', he got a Draco for your jaw
I got a bail bonds, Mini get me out if I was wrong
Chanel on your baby mama, got her pushin' on my dawg
Pour a chophouse off the frog legs
Trappin' with a hard-headed ho, now she a soft head
Shit look Sahara Desert how we servin' all tan
Lisa Leslie with that AK, my bitch got long legs
Hit her with that Baby D, DaeDae, the wrong bed
I been hittin' Deebo with them bricks like who just called Craig?
All my niggas thoroughbred, big body, horse-fed
Do 'em like I'm Corleone, sleepin' with his horsehead
Trap trap bakery, bitch, we need more bread
Real promethazine, please give me more red
Bitch, you gon' ride for me, or you gon' die slow
Bitch, wear your purse with me like you're everywhere I go
Bitch, you gon' be my best friend, I'm to die for
If you gotta hit that court stand, I'm to lie for
Will you hold me down? (Down) out? (Out)
If I'm stuck, get me out
If you trust me replyin'
If you love me, just say it, yeah
Woman, you gotta be patient
Shit get real, can you wait for me?
If he set that play for me, yeah
You were made for me
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, Casada Sorrell
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