If I Could (feat. Yung K)

Im in love with your smile
And i really like your hair
Ima be the blanket for whenever you get scared
And ima keep it real that's the only thing thats fair
Make my toes curl when you put me in that chair
You my number one piece, and you know that thats a fact
Keep my love a hunnid i will never ever lack
And ima make it groovy every time you throw it back
Im meek n you milan
Droppin 20 up at saks

Fast like a racer
In the club dancin
Totin' on this 9
Choppa got them niggas dancing
Fuck her from behind
And we blowin in the phantom
Im not lil tecca but im boutta cause some ransom
Ooh woah woah yeah
Fuck her from the back this dick is so good
Ima chill young nigga from the hood
I'll get on one knee if i could
Oh woah woah put you in the raf
You ain't like these other bitches you ain't fake
Swept a nigga off his feet like a rake
And i aint have to even ask you on a date

Im just sittin' here
Can't let these stories be told
They be buyin' seven times and always think that they know
And they be tryin to copy off my big man flow
Got a glock ready to snatch a big man soul
Cause he gotta be bold and take it for the team
Cause he doing all the drugs livin life on a dream
And you know its from the start it is not what it seems
I put my mind with the beat
Being passionate is me
We just playin with the lab
And we waiting for the key
And we sneaking real fast
And we coming underneath
And my patience don't last
And im having a blast while they chewing off the meat
And they had to catch a cab cause i blast em off they feet
And y'all runnin real fast shawty catch up to my speed
Cause my patience won't last you're my lemon to my squeeze
Yeah my patience won't last i don't know if its me

Fast like a racer
In the club dancin
Totin' on this 9
Choppa got them niggas dancing
Fuck her from behind
And we blowin in the phantom
Im not lil tecca but im boutta cause some ransom
Ooh woah woah yeah
Fuck her from the back this dick is so good
Ima chill young nigga from the hood
I'll get on one knee if i could
Oh woah woah put you in the raf
You ain't like these other bitches you ain't fake
Swept a nigga off his feet like a rake
And i aint have to even ask you on a date
Fast like a racer
In the club dancin
Totin' on this 9
Choppa got them niggas dancing
Fuck her from behind
And we blowin in the phantom
Im not lil tecca but im boutta cause some ransom
Ooh woah woah yeah
Fuck her from the back this dick is so good
Ima chill young nigga from the hood
I'll get on one knee if i could



Credits
Writer(s): Ezekiel Brister
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