1 On 1
I ain't got a care in the world
I be thinking bout pearls
Wrap 2 teeth with Gold
Smoke till I can't smoke no mo
Hold yo shit where'd you just go
Think I'm in the front
Headed to the back
Baby, you know where it's at
Bring a couple thousand
If you want me
Call it back
Hot up on the blitz
Bout to sack you quarterback
Woah
No
I think I loved you
Stop it
Don't you go watch my pockets
My shit get filthy
Wash it
It's just another show
She hit my line for mo
I smell good
No cologne
My money stack and grow
Yeah
Yeah
I wear my pants real slim
I keep my fit real tight
I press you if we fight
I ain't really that scared
To be up all damn night
I got my feelings hurt
So now I walk this earth
Yeah
Yeah
All fucking by myself
Do this shit with no help
Eat real good
Can't you tell
It's just another show
She hit my line for mo
Lay that track
Hit right back
We end up on the fukin floo
Uh
And I swear
All the things that I do
Show I don't care
All the time that I hurt you
When I went there
I don't understand
Why you even love me
I got problems in my brain
Will you trust me?
It's a 1 time 1 on 1 one scene
When I lay at night
Yeah
I don't dream
Everything that I push
Trynna get me
Like damn
And I swear
All the things that I do
Show I don't care
All the time that I hurt you
When I went there
I don't understand
Why you even love me
I got problems in my brain
Will you trust me?
It's a 1 time 1 on 1 one scene
When I lay at night
Yeah
I don't dream
Everything that I push
Trynna get me
I be thinking bout pearls
Wrap 2 teeth with Gold
Smoke till I can't smoke no mo
Hold yo shit where'd you just go
Think I'm in the front
Headed to the back
Baby, you know where it's at
Bring a couple thousand
If you want me
Call it back
Hot up on the blitz
Bout to sack you quarterback
Woah
No
I think I loved you
Stop it
Don't you go watch my pockets
My shit get filthy
Wash it
It's just another show
She hit my line for mo
I smell good
No cologne
My money stack and grow
Yeah
Yeah
I wear my pants real slim
I keep my fit real tight
I press you if we fight
I ain't really that scared
To be up all damn night
I got my feelings hurt
So now I walk this earth
Yeah
Yeah
All fucking by myself
Do this shit with no help
Eat real good
Can't you tell
It's just another show
She hit my line for mo
Lay that track
Hit right back
We end up on the fukin floo
Uh
And I swear
All the things that I do
Show I don't care
All the time that I hurt you
When I went there
I don't understand
Why you even love me
I got problems in my brain
Will you trust me?
It's a 1 time 1 on 1 one scene
When I lay at night
Yeah
I don't dream
Everything that I push
Trynna get me
Like damn
And I swear
All the things that I do
Show I don't care
All the time that I hurt you
When I went there
I don't understand
Why you even love me
I got problems in my brain
Will you trust me?
It's a 1 time 1 on 1 one scene
When I lay at night
Yeah
I don't dream
Everything that I push
Trynna get me
Credits
Writer(s): Le-len Lang
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