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Pressure always fucking up my mental on the real
I ain't searching for no love
I ain't looking for it still
I ain't tryna' fight baby girl what's the deal
Tryna' cop a house, make moves pay my bills
Place up in the hills for the views baby
Full tank up in the whip let's take a cruise baby
Fucking with the right one cant lose baby
How you gon' choose baby
Know you got a past everybody got some dirt
I'm tryna' make you smile I ain't tryna' see you hurt
Take a little trip when this whole thang finished
Cause It's all about the green
We can spend a lil' spinach
Champagne every dinner
With some shit I can't pronounce
Slice of cheesecake, pay the bill than we bounce
Don't forget to take your shoes off in my house
We can do this on the bed
Or we can bring it to the couch
I ain't tripping
It's kind of funny
I got work up in the morning
So I need to get this money
Stay a little later but I'm dipping in a few
I'll be back up in a couple I just got some shit to do
Sliding through my mind how I'm slipping into you
I'm a lay these lil' vocals
While I'm sipping on this brew
Hit my phone round two, three, four, five
Missed phone calls cause I forgot to reply
Now she in the drive beeping outside
Tryna' creep through the ride
Like I got some shit to hide
But its locked baby
I got the keys up in my pocket baby
Come inside, come inside, you should stop it baby
Don't ever think you cant rearrange your life up
Don't ever give yourself limits, who to wife up
That knife cuts deeper while you chopping up the drama
While you posing in the picture
Being thankful for yo mama like
I used to think I wasn't good enough
Id play a track they didn't listen wasn't hood enough
And I'd be like nah it's all its all good I got some other stuff
I ain't tripping I always kept the progression up
I'll take an L as long as I learn my lesson up
Used to roll a couple tough when I was stressing up
But y'all ain't rappin' y'all be dressing up
I could really really call your bluff
Something bout skating through the streets of Los Angeles
And waking up to hotel damages
Bitches still really up, up in they pajamas
And cooking bacon and eggs be scrambling
I'm thinking I could really get to handling
The shit I need to complete
The shit I need to complete
Posing for the picture
Rolling for the swisher
That's your lil' ting, but she ain't gon' leave with ya
Posing for the picture
Rolling like a swisher
That's your lil' ting, but she ain't gon' leave with ya
California plates north side coolin' baby
She a dark skin ting, south side out the navy
But the whip old school, she in love with the 80s
Got her hair did, nails did, everything did
New ns in her dms
She gon' curve em all like she don't need them
Baby I'm a little different I'm a demon
Bounce that ass like you twerking
Working for them dollars
I don't judge girl I won't rush you
Sunlight beaming through the rear view mirror
While I'm steering
I'm just making an appearance
I got parents that I'm tryna take care of
Tryna' give them long lives
I know one day we gon perish but
Till that day comes there is no stopping
How I get it man I got options
Sliding through them legs
Push that ass to the edge
How we make it outside baby watch out for the ledge
Fuck a bed baby, I'm a hit it like we newly weds
Bite the thong off
We gon' turn this shit into the thong song
Flights touched down
Where you tryna' touch now
Than I switch
Baby we can hit the views in Moscow
Got the game on smash and your bitch locked down
Got her busy phone ringing
She pick up like not now
Traffic getting heavy so please don't waste my time
Shout out to Brandy and Monica
This that Harmonica flow
It's hard to tell where I'm coming from
She climb on top of the pole
Baby she get it popping though
Close off, face down, ass up, come on
2015 I was in that 87
I was going through some things
Man that shit was so depressing
But I bounced back did the dash
My life is a blessing
I'm not where I wanna be
But I know that's where I'm headed
Said I'm not where I wanna be
But I know that's where I'm headed
Posing for the picture
Rolling like a swisher
That's your lil' ting, but she ain't gon' leave with ya
I ain't searching for no love
I ain't looking for it still
I ain't tryna' fight baby girl what's the deal
Tryna' cop a house, make moves pay my bills
Place up in the hills for the views baby
Full tank up in the whip let's take a cruise baby
Fucking with the right one cant lose baby
How you gon' choose baby
Know you got a past everybody got some dirt
I'm tryna' make you smile I ain't tryna' see you hurt
Take a little trip when this whole thang finished
Cause It's all about the green
We can spend a lil' spinach
Champagne every dinner
With some shit I can't pronounce
Slice of cheesecake, pay the bill than we bounce
Don't forget to take your shoes off in my house
We can do this on the bed
Or we can bring it to the couch
I ain't tripping
It's kind of funny
I got work up in the morning
So I need to get this money
Stay a little later but I'm dipping in a few
I'll be back up in a couple I just got some shit to do
Sliding through my mind how I'm slipping into you
I'm a lay these lil' vocals
While I'm sipping on this brew
Hit my phone round two, three, four, five
Missed phone calls cause I forgot to reply
Now she in the drive beeping outside
Tryna' creep through the ride
Like I got some shit to hide
But its locked baby
I got the keys up in my pocket baby
Come inside, come inside, you should stop it baby
Don't ever think you cant rearrange your life up
Don't ever give yourself limits, who to wife up
That knife cuts deeper while you chopping up the drama
While you posing in the picture
Being thankful for yo mama like
I used to think I wasn't good enough
Id play a track they didn't listen wasn't hood enough
And I'd be like nah it's all its all good I got some other stuff
I ain't tripping I always kept the progression up
I'll take an L as long as I learn my lesson up
Used to roll a couple tough when I was stressing up
But y'all ain't rappin' y'all be dressing up
I could really really call your bluff
Something bout skating through the streets of Los Angeles
And waking up to hotel damages
Bitches still really up, up in they pajamas
And cooking bacon and eggs be scrambling
I'm thinking I could really get to handling
The shit I need to complete
The shit I need to complete
Posing for the picture
Rolling for the swisher
That's your lil' ting, but she ain't gon' leave with ya
Posing for the picture
Rolling like a swisher
That's your lil' ting, but she ain't gon' leave with ya
California plates north side coolin' baby
She a dark skin ting, south side out the navy
But the whip old school, she in love with the 80s
Got her hair did, nails did, everything did
New ns in her dms
She gon' curve em all like she don't need them
Baby I'm a little different I'm a demon
Bounce that ass like you twerking
Working for them dollars
I don't judge girl I won't rush you
Sunlight beaming through the rear view mirror
While I'm steering
I'm just making an appearance
I got parents that I'm tryna take care of
Tryna' give them long lives
I know one day we gon perish but
Till that day comes there is no stopping
How I get it man I got options
Sliding through them legs
Push that ass to the edge
How we make it outside baby watch out for the ledge
Fuck a bed baby, I'm a hit it like we newly weds
Bite the thong off
We gon' turn this shit into the thong song
Flights touched down
Where you tryna' touch now
Than I switch
Baby we can hit the views in Moscow
Got the game on smash and your bitch locked down
Got her busy phone ringing
She pick up like not now
Traffic getting heavy so please don't waste my time
Shout out to Brandy and Monica
This that Harmonica flow
It's hard to tell where I'm coming from
She climb on top of the pole
Baby she get it popping though
Close off, face down, ass up, come on
2015 I was in that 87
I was going through some things
Man that shit was so depressing
But I bounced back did the dash
My life is a blessing
I'm not where I wanna be
But I know that's where I'm headed
Said I'm not where I wanna be
But I know that's where I'm headed
Posing for the picture
Rolling like a swisher
That's your lil' ting, but she ain't gon' leave with ya
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Writer(s): Adrián López
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