Temperpedic Love

White T glowing
Ice on my neck
Im a young street nigga
In the bank with the cheques
I was tryna double up and i came for respect
We don't do much talking when the police came around we ain't never been rats

And i cant trust these niggas only trust my glock got me feeling like rambo
And all this cash I pass to the team money inbounds got it out the bando
And I drank so much shots of Hennessy last week that I'm running out of ammo
I had reloaded again computer is frozen again
Trapping so hard he got caught in a jam
She so bad wanna hope in my benz
But i'm throwing up peace signs im so G5 so damn high that i cant even sleep right
I need tempurpedic love
I need temporary drugs
Discourage and break ups the media hate us i really thought you was the one
I hate that we fussin and fighting you say that you care but you dont give a fuck
And ima keep pouring out liquor until all my ex's get drunk

So the champagne flowing
Ice on my neck
Im a young street nigga
In the bank with the cheques
I was tryna double up and I came for respect
We don't do much talking when the police came around we ain't never been rats

Balmain crest thats the family tree
Making sure the family eats
I was up late nights i ain't counting sheep
Lot of wolves on the block so we bound to beef
Lot of money getting made so we down to feast
Lot bitches tryna fuck and they down to strip
Lot fish in the sea and i'm down to swim
Put this ice on my neck ima down again
Put baguettes on her chest till her heart get cold
Been a lot of cold days tryna make it off the stove
Tryna make a couple dollars on some zones
Now a nigga touring and he selling out shows
For the same price of a key
This life exciting to me they say i got greedy im feeding the team
I got the throne don't you see
I'm never gonna fall till we re up
Im bleeding the game so elite i walk in the party i know that she see us

So the champagne flowing
Ice on my neck
Im a young street nigga
In the bank with the cheques
I was tryna double up and I came for respect
We don't do much talking when the police came around we ain't never been rats

So the champagne flowing
Ice on my neck
Im a young street nigga
In the bank with the cheques
I was tryna double up and I came for respect
We don't do much talking when the police came around we ain't never been rats