Sold Out Dates
Sold out dates - at night we pray - we break OG down and roll up the shake
I was just about to make her my bae - until she called me and told me she late
I don't know what you expect me to say - maybe it's time that we just take a break
How can I be in my feelings for you when you never was a bitch I had to chase?
Text when you horny I'll be there in 30 ain't coming to chill you getting this dick
No need for you to be taking no pics - this ain't that shorty you know what it is
She said you starting to think you the shit - ho you just chubby you ain't even thick
Ima rapping mufucka but I play my R&B shit when I pick up yo bitch
I got too much dope to run outta dope - I think I found love in the back of her throat
Hard to find peace when you broke - but when you get money you gotta prepare for the smoke
Be weary of niggas that rock witchu close - you think they love you they don't
I roll up OG to cope - whether I'm black or Latino I'm fresh off the boat
These hoes exaggerate they situation to get some attention swear they do the most
Baby you single if you wanna fuck a different nigga every night you ain't a ho
Slide through get slaughtered got snacks for yo daughter now when get finished you 2 gotta go
I'm in my bag and it's slow for you niggas you better not get up on that stage and choke
I was just about to make her my bae - until she called me and told me she late
I don't know what you expect me to say - maybe it's time that we just take a break
How can I be in my feelings for you when you never was a bitch I had to chase?
Text when you horny I'll be there in 30 ain't coming to chill you getting this dick
No need for you to be taking no pics - this ain't that shorty you know what it is
She said you starting to think you the shit - ho you just chubby you ain't even thick
Ima rapping mufucka but I play my R&B shit when I pick up yo bitch
I got too much dope to run outta dope - I think I found love in the back of her throat
Hard to find peace when you broke - but when you get money you gotta prepare for the smoke
Be weary of niggas that rock witchu close - you think they love you they don't
I roll up OG to cope - whether I'm black or Latino I'm fresh off the boat
These hoes exaggerate they situation to get some attention swear they do the most
Baby you single if you wanna fuck a different nigga every night you ain't a ho
Slide through get slaughtered got snacks for yo daughter now when get finished you 2 gotta go
I'm in my bag and it's slow for you niggas you better not get up on that stage and choke
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Writer(s): Justin Hunter
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