Mix Match Socks

Two twin Glocks and some mix match socks
You can be my pretty pretty princess, uh
Fuck all these bitches, let em hate you
Cause I'm all the love that you need
Freak for the chopper with the feet
Girl, I wanna steal your heart
And I knew that, right from the start
Pretty please, pretty pretty princess
I wanna be their for you, When you ain't strong
I pull up with Glocks and handle your demons
So baby don't cry, my phone just died
I'll call you right back, when my phone hit 11
Baby don't worry, I keep it 100
I slay through your demons like this my regalia
I'm upping them pistols, to make it rain shells like you are my ariel
Yuh, have no fear, baby I'm here
And ain't no lil thot gon replace you
I'm aiming red dots at they nose call em Rudolph
I'm tryin win your heart, with a gangsta lullaby
Baby, you be my princess and I'll be your bowser
Raven, can't swim so I'll drown in the pussy
Should left you 'lone at the corner but i didn't
Damn girl you fine, let me quote Vine
Hoping you get all the jokes to my rhymes
Because you on mind and you are my lil lady
I love you and that much is true
And ain't nothing changing but seasons
So hold me when winter time come again
Thank you for holding me down
You holding me down
When niggas was wishing I drown
Now they gon just suffer from drought
I got the drip and they beggin' for clout
This a love story, I wrote it for you
I hope that you hear and you feel same
When I am with you, you take breath away



Credits
Writer(s): Jameir Kirkpatrick
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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