Bonnie & Clyde

She wanna ride with me. She wanna see how I do
Yea herd I be busting a move. Shawty be geek when I walk in the room
I don't be giving my trust out .father said they would choose
OG told me that's the same way you lose

Fuck around trade there feelings for Food
I got too run it up I got to go get my bands up
All of these dollars. That I got too run up I know that the haters be watching us
Baby I know that you think you bust probably the reason you let me crush

But you always come with a camera up .so baby girl you cannot hang wit us
Family need and I'm making these plays lil thing this ain't no arcade
Bet you think I'm just throwing the shade it ain't that I'm just hip too your ways
What know about serving the food what you going do if it's work on the plate

She wanna Bonnie and Clyde. Lil bitch I ain't dying to date
She say she wanna vibe so I say let's vibe
It ain't no limits too this high. We pass the sky
I'm dripping water watch me glide. Say her nigga Dry
She wanna be my lil Bonnie but I'm not a Clyde

But I got too much too lose why would I jeopardize
She say she going ride for me so ima let her ride
She willing too lie for me so ima let her lie
She going do or die for me yea she willing too die

She keep me high like my indica
Shawty bad trying too get in too her
I was a rag now I don't remember ya
I was down bad now my life a cinema
She wanna know what I do she wanna ride in this coop
She wanna be the One and not the two
She wanna argue when I'm in the booth
Don't tell me lies just tell me truth
She wanna see me down see me lose
She wanna get drunk she wanna get loose
She wanna be my wife she wanna. Be boo
But that's just something that I can't do
I know you going pick I know you going choose
I know you wonder when I'm on the move
I know you want them purses want them shoes
I know you hurting cuz I ain't with you
She wanna stay but I gave her the boot
Investing but won't give you the truth
Her nigga hating but can't do what I do
My fingers been aching from counting these blues
I want the real thing so stoping sending me nudes
I fuck her one time now she stuck like some glue
She got that shit that uh have you like oooh

You looking for a nigga with some benefits
Serve everyday now she always having fits
She look so good moonlight and a candle lit
Fuck her for hours I know she ain't Celibate
I cannot wait too get rich. I was down bad I had too take a pinch
And you know I'm bout my bread only too one call and I fled
I knew the situation wouldn't work
Ain't trying be dead up in the hearse
I had too use my vision and you dead now you hurt
I had too use my head. And I knew that she wasn't worth it
She Trying too ride with me but the picture wasn't perfect

I had too get by I just flew off. Had too seek new things like a new born
She a bad bitch popping like popcorn
And I keep thunder like a storm if you cold then keep on on
She a nice foreign joint . And you know I like foreign oh
And you know I like foreigns oh



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Writer(s): Omari Brookes
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