Hollywood
Meet me at the plane, we'll skip the bus station
Wanna skip town and skip to baecations
Know I love you still, some shit just ain't changing
Been on you yet and still I put stains in
I met my baby out in Hollywood
Know you gone wan fuck me if the molly good
Keep a nigga that can load the shottie good
If he shot him, then I know my nigga got him good
Yo, off the plane rollie Plain Jane
Hand all on that thing ain't a thing changed
Still bad, I been on my same games
Take me to the jeweler get the same chains
And I know you don't mean no harm
Know I'm the country cop me acres and a barn
Oh darn, you gone make me really wanna fall for you
You gone make me go and cop it all for you
Flood my wrist out, matching sweaters
I don't know no nigga that could match me better
Know you got the cash, we can fly where ever
Niggas talking fast, they can die where ever
I pull up in that car you got me, have them other dudes scarred that not me
Tell security to guard me properly, cashed out gotta pull cards, Monopoly
I met my baby out in Hollywood
Know you gone wan fuck me if the molly good
Keep a nigga that can load the shottie good
If he shot him, then I know my nigga got him good
Yo, off the plane rollie Plain Jane
Hand all on that thing ain't a thing changed
Still bad, I been on my same games
Take me to the jeweler get the same chains
Always tell me that our love is infinite
I already know that baby fuck it I'm in it
Blind bitches couldn't see me never, I been it.
Gotta tell a hoe again, like Tomika, I Bennett
All these hoes be hitting my phone lying and shit
I been spying, my nigga I ain't buying the shit
She prostituting, you know that I ain't buying the bitch
Oh you mad, I heard in there sighing and shit
No kidding, quick to tell a hoe good riddance
Dumb bitches ain't even forming a good sentence
Bad ass hell, but I'm performing a good sentence
Praying that lords acknowledging my repentance
I met my baby out in Hollywood
Know you gone wan fuck me if the molly good
Keep a nigga that can load the shottie good
If he shot him, then I know my nigga got him good
Yo, off the plane rollie Plain Jane
Hand all on that thing ain't a thing changed
Still bad, I been on my same games
Take me to the jeweler get the same chains
Wanna skip town and skip to baecations
Know I love you still, some shit just ain't changing
Been on you yet and still I put stains in
I met my baby out in Hollywood
Know you gone wan fuck me if the molly good
Keep a nigga that can load the shottie good
If he shot him, then I know my nigga got him good
Yo, off the plane rollie Plain Jane
Hand all on that thing ain't a thing changed
Still bad, I been on my same games
Take me to the jeweler get the same chains
And I know you don't mean no harm
Know I'm the country cop me acres and a barn
Oh darn, you gone make me really wanna fall for you
You gone make me go and cop it all for you
Flood my wrist out, matching sweaters
I don't know no nigga that could match me better
Know you got the cash, we can fly where ever
Niggas talking fast, they can die where ever
I pull up in that car you got me, have them other dudes scarred that not me
Tell security to guard me properly, cashed out gotta pull cards, Monopoly
I met my baby out in Hollywood
Know you gone wan fuck me if the molly good
Keep a nigga that can load the shottie good
If he shot him, then I know my nigga got him good
Yo, off the plane rollie Plain Jane
Hand all on that thing ain't a thing changed
Still bad, I been on my same games
Take me to the jeweler get the same chains
Always tell me that our love is infinite
I already know that baby fuck it I'm in it
Blind bitches couldn't see me never, I been it.
Gotta tell a hoe again, like Tomika, I Bennett
All these hoes be hitting my phone lying and shit
I been spying, my nigga I ain't buying the shit
She prostituting, you know that I ain't buying the bitch
Oh you mad, I heard in there sighing and shit
No kidding, quick to tell a hoe good riddance
Dumb bitches ain't even forming a good sentence
Bad ass hell, but I'm performing a good sentence
Praying that lords acknowledging my repentance
I met my baby out in Hollywood
Know you gone wan fuck me if the molly good
Keep a nigga that can load the shottie good
If he shot him, then I know my nigga got him good
Yo, off the plane rollie Plain Jane
Hand all on that thing ain't a thing changed
Still bad, I been on my same games
Take me to the jeweler get the same chains
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Dunn
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