Don't Talk to Strangers
Don't be talkin' to no strangers that's the feds if I
Feel my life might be in danger then he dead will my
Baby leave me if I catch a couple cases
Do a nigga need to cover all his bases now
Will my brothers be the ones to put me inside the ground
All this dirt that I done did a nigga bet not cry now no
All this Remy Martin in my system
I got family that don't like me and I wish them luck
If you love me then you treat me like you righteous
I don't know who loyal and who might switch
I just don't know no one else that's like this
I'm just trynna cum inside the right bitch
I heard my girlfriend left me but I'm back up
Now I spend a checky on my back up mm ay
Don't go chasin' waterfalls cause my back against the wall
So don't make me get my grip ha ha
I don't want no scrubs I don't wanna fall in love
Cause that fake shit make me sick
No ain't nobody posed to know baby keep it on the low
Let me creep don't make me flinch
Yea cause nobody said it's fair give me tender love and care
While I chase what makes me rich
All this damn designer got me fake fly
That's why all these bitches trynna tip me
Keep a pistol smokin' by my waist side
Cause all these pussy niggas wanna clip me
I got more clout than I need keep a bitch on her knees
Then her throat R.I.P aye high
Bend down and listen to me girl cause this all you need
I don't cap I don't cheese they lie
Do not talk to strangers no don't talk to
Do not talk to strangers no don't talk to none
Don't talk to strangers don't talk to
Don't talk to strangers dont talk to none
Feel my life might be in danger then he dead will my
Baby leave me if I catch a couple cases
Do a nigga need to cover all his bases now
Will my brothers be the ones to put me inside the ground
All this dirt that I done did a nigga bet not cry now no
All this Remy Martin in my system
I got family that don't like me and I wish them luck
If you love me then you treat me like you righteous
I don't know who loyal and who might switch
I just don't know no one else that's like this
I'm just trynna cum inside the right bitch
I heard my girlfriend left me but I'm back up
Now I spend a checky on my back up mm ay
Don't go chasin' waterfalls cause my back against the wall
So don't make me get my grip ha ha
I don't want no scrubs I don't wanna fall in love
Cause that fake shit make me sick
No ain't nobody posed to know baby keep it on the low
Let me creep don't make me flinch
Yea cause nobody said it's fair give me tender love and care
While I chase what makes me rich
All this damn designer got me fake fly
That's why all these bitches trynna tip me
Keep a pistol smokin' by my waist side
Cause all these pussy niggas wanna clip me
I got more clout than I need keep a bitch on her knees
Then her throat R.I.P aye high
Bend down and listen to me girl cause this all you need
I don't cap I don't cheese they lie
Do not talk to strangers no don't talk to
Do not talk to strangers no don't talk to none
Don't talk to strangers don't talk to
Don't talk to strangers dont talk to none
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Writer(s): Jacob Hernandez
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