Lose Control
Would you ride for a nigga
Maybe die for a nigga
If they try to up the iron would you slide for a nigga
Like you up'n that pole
And lose control
Lose control in the hills with 4x4 you was in love with a nigga
Cause the dick dun touched your soul
But you gotta go
Unless your ridin for me
If a foe switchin up would you up the 23
Cause I been down this road before
Where we grindin together then done
I dont want go through this again
Like poker let's stack up the chips
And let's eat
What's your favorite meal
Niggas want beef
So I point fire in they grill
Touchdown no cleets but I grew up in the field
Member you said that you love him than go all up in your feels
Told me that he was breakin your heart
Only thing I gotta knows how
We can resolved these issues
We could put bullets in his tissues
Heart cold
You gon ride for me no polar express
Ballin hard she blew my whistle guess she thought she a ref
I'm keep shinning till the day that I'm dead
Like I'm the sol
All I ever wanted since a jit was success
Shawty by my side to grind hard and have sex
Money On my mind I hope that I'm up next
But I don't do know
Would you ride for a nigga
Maybe die for a nigga
If they try to up the iron would you slide for a nigga
Like you up'n that pole
And lose control
Maybe die for a nigga
If they try to up the iron would you slide for a nigga
Like you up'n that pole
And lose control
Lose control in the hills with 4x4 you was in love with a nigga
Cause the dick dun touched your soul
But you gotta go
Unless your ridin for me
If a foe switchin up would you up the 23
Cause I been down this road before
Where we grindin together then done
I dont want go through this again
Like poker let's stack up the chips
And let's eat
What's your favorite meal
Niggas want beef
So I point fire in they grill
Touchdown no cleets but I grew up in the field
Member you said that you love him than go all up in your feels
Told me that he was breakin your heart
Only thing I gotta knows how
We can resolved these issues
We could put bullets in his tissues
Heart cold
You gon ride for me no polar express
Ballin hard she blew my whistle guess she thought she a ref
I'm keep shinning till the day that I'm dead
Like I'm the sol
All I ever wanted since a jit was success
Shawty by my side to grind hard and have sex
Money On my mind I hope that I'm up next
But I don't do know
Would you ride for a nigga
Maybe die for a nigga
If they try to up the iron would you slide for a nigga
Like you up'n that pole
And lose control
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Writer(s): Donnie Sifuentes
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