Fallin'

Fresh to death like I got dressed up in a coffin aye
This gas it got me coughin aye
This liquor got me saucin aye
I'm too lit to function baby girl, so please stop callin me
Imma hit you up like when I'm fallin aye, aye like when I'm fallin

Fresh to death like I got dressed up in a coffin aye
This gas it got me coughin aye
This liquor got me saucin aye
I'm too lit to function baby girl, so please stop callin me
Imma hit you up like when I'm fallin aye, aye like when I'm fallin

But ion think I'm ever fallin off
She gimme headache make a nigga need a Tylenol
She always actin hard but really she be cotton soft
She always bitching cause I'm never ever callin dawg
I'm bout my action ion really like to talk at all
She in her feelings I just tell her baby walk it off
Why would i FaceTime when you could just pull up to the loft?
We fire-stick and chill then baby i knock you off
I knock you off
And I know it's been a minute that's why you been actin up
I ain't tryna dodge or duck
Been off the gas a lot and you know it have me stuck
Mix with the liquor I done had at least bout 30 cups
I'm with my niggas and you know that we be going up
We in the spot we got it jumping yeah we turning up
Ain't being mean but I ain't bout to let you interrupt
Especially when I'm up in this club and fresh as fuck
I'm fresh as fuck

Fresh to death like I got dressed up in a coffin aye
This gas it got me coughin aye
This liquor got me saucin aye
I'm too lit to function baby girl, so please stop callin me
Imma hit you up like when I'm fallin aye, aye like when I'm fallin

Fresh to death like I got dressed up a coffin aye
This gas it got me coughin aye
This liquor got me saucin aye
I'm too lit to function baby girl, so please stop callin me
Imma hit you up like when I'm fallin Aye, aye like when I'm fallin

But ion ever think I'm fallin off
Ion ever think I'm fallin off

But ion ever think I'm fallin off
Ion ever think I'm fallin off



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Writer(s): Jaylon Key-lott
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