Apple juice
2 AM and I'm still wide awake
Cus since you left things ain't just been the same
And I know that I made you go away
But I was dancing with the Devil
I grew wings and flew away
How can I say this
I know I'm late to the party
Offset I'm sipping Bacardi
Moving too fast like 'Rari
She put the ass in assassin
Ok I'm back in my zone
221 Pull out the chrome
That girl she giving me dome
Buss on head like gun
I do this shit all for fun
I get the bag and gone
I get the bag and gone
That girl like my songs
That girl like my
So I made her sing along
Ball like luka dončić
You know that I got this
Give me all my profits
Put it in my pocket
Leaking like a faucet
She like chef d stop it
Hit her with my rocket
Now that pussy in a coffin
Who gat the narcotics
Chef d brought the thotties
They gon pop some molly
Then we all just gonna party
Who gat the narcotics
Chef d brought the thotties
They gon pop some molly
Then we all just gonna party
Apple juice
Apple of my eye
Girl you looking tired
Hope up in the ride
Hands between her thighs
Mehn she lookin fi
Apple juice
Apple of my eye
Girl you looking tired
Hope up in the ride
Hands between her thighs
Ouu she lookin fly
Ouu you brought your friends?
They can't come inside!
They can't come inside
It's just you and I
And you get the vibe
Cus since you left things ain't just been the same
And I know that I made you go away
But I was dancing with the Devil
I grew wings and flew away
How can I say this
I know I'm late to the party
Offset I'm sipping Bacardi
Moving too fast like 'Rari
She put the ass in assassin
Ok I'm back in my zone
221 Pull out the chrome
That girl she giving me dome
Buss on head like gun
I do this shit all for fun
I get the bag and gone
I get the bag and gone
That girl like my songs
That girl like my
So I made her sing along
Ball like luka dončić
You know that I got this
Give me all my profits
Put it in my pocket
Leaking like a faucet
She like chef d stop it
Hit her with my rocket
Now that pussy in a coffin
Who gat the narcotics
Chef d brought the thotties
They gon pop some molly
Then we all just gonna party
Who gat the narcotics
Chef d brought the thotties
They gon pop some molly
Then we all just gonna party
Apple juice
Apple of my eye
Girl you looking tired
Hope up in the ride
Hands between her thighs
Mehn she lookin fi
Apple juice
Apple of my eye
Girl you looking tired
Hope up in the ride
Hands between her thighs
Ouu she lookin fly
Ouu you brought your friends?
They can't come inside!
They can't come inside
It's just you and I
And you get the vibe
Credits
Writer(s): Daemi Adeleye
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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