Caught Up

I told her you gone get me caught up
I told her you gone get me caught up
I told her you gone get me caught up
I asked that hoe why my name was brought up
I told that hoe you gone get me caught up
I had to lie and say it's not us
If you stayed down I'd of bought you Prada
I'm on the block serving all this product
I know they plot you don't gotta warn us
We sent some shots that is just a warning
Feel asleep in the pussy it was just so warming
She don't want you cause she said you're corny
I fuck on her cause I'm always horny
It's nice outside in the club it's storming
I throw them racks while she's preforming
Why I got so many dead's but I'm never mourning
There's a new bitch in my bed every fucking morning
Every time I get that bread ima fucking stash it
Every time I get that head ima fucking pass it
I'm gone vacuum seal the grams in the fucking plastic
I'm gone flip that pack like damn I don't do gymnastics
I do mathematics
I'm gone calculate these bands just like mathematics
Every time I roll these grams I put more than average
I told her I'm not yo man
Yeah
I told her you gone get me caught up
I told her you gone get me caught up
I told her you gone get me caught up
I asked that hoe why my name was brought up
I told that hoe you gone get me caught up
I had to lie and say it's not us
I count these racks with the blindfold
I can't go back to my old hoe
That hoe get passed just like backstage
I hit from the back give her back aches
You see my neck this a ice age
I want the neck she got a nice face
You thought that was her that was a fan page
I fuck on the real one
Yeah
I told her you gone get me caught up
I told her you gone get me caught up
I told her you gone get me caught up
I asked that hoe why my name was brought up
I told that hoe you gone get me caught up
I had to lie and say it's not us



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Writer(s): Anthony Mccrary
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