Triple C

Swangin
Eyes closed just swanging
I be changing locations if you're looking for me
I be out on vacation if you're looking for me
Can't engage in conversation with you
Studio a plantation
I been working
I been slaving
Still the man of my ends
I lost friends in the end
Niggas trading
Target on my head
Target on my back
Target on my chest
Bad bitches always coming round
Saying that I never come around
I stay ten toes down
New shit sounding profound
Heard it's going down in your town
Since a nigga back around

I just need some company
Tell me can you comfort me
You want the usual
Classy classic casual
I just need some company
Tell me can you comfort me
You want the usual
Classy classic casual
Baby I just need

Something that I know
Living my life on the high road
(Geeking freaking)
Quarter to uno
Ending this shit on a high note
(Tripping slipping)
City girls been fucking up the party
She gone off the Henney and Bacardi
Said she got the WAP like Meg and Cardi
She gone get the D from me regardless
Cruising down the Georgia line
Living life on borrowed time
Swear I've lived a thousand lives
How the fuck you gone save mine
She gone blow my dick like its a flute
Kick her out the crib she had to scoot
Brand new timbs she had to catch the boot
Fuck the world I just want the loot
You know you not the only one
And thats something I respect
I got the cribbo to the neck
So come on over girl get recked

I just need some company
Tell me can you comfort me
You want the usual
Classy classic casual
I just need some company
Tell me can you comfort me
You want the usual
Classy classic casual
Baby I just need

You want the usual



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Writer(s): Justin Davis
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