Twisted Fate

Holdin hands with shawty
That shit might as well be matricide
Her friend told me treat her good if you
Gonna be a parasite
I ain't make no promises cause
I'm not searchin for no wife
I'm just searchin for the light
Pussy feelin like a Smokey Robinson falsetto
So you know the feeling's amplified
New girl from the ghetto been on my mind
Uno conversation, i'm so enticed
Momma said that everybody wanna
Be in love until they gotta put work in
That's why all the girls that's lookin for
Forever catch me leavin 3 months in

Got a disdain for the real thing
I just only want her for the good times
I ain't never been much of a team player
I been dolo for most of my lifetime
I'm so damn dazed
What's the real thing
It's the root of the hate and
The war crimes
How im finna treat her like a trophy
When i just been losin the race

For the whole time

For some of my niggas
It's totin the gas
For some of these bitches
It comes from the flask
Or throwin the hands
Or chasin the cash
My joy is within the palm of her
Hands
Prohibition be the size of her ass
Hopeless aromantic
Lovin again
Fuck around and
Ima fall for her friend
Hopeless aromantic
Lovin again



Credits
Writer(s): Jaja Robinson
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