It's Complicated
Aye yuh
Smoking on this gas it got me lifted
Pressing on the gas, I hit the corner then I drifted
Moving so swift like I'm Taylor
Yeah he use to be my nigga, but he turned into a hater
Yeah I used to love her now I hate her
Cut them niggas off, they only asking for some favors
I can't listen to his shit cause he fabricated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
If she ever moves on then she downgraded
I be smoking on this strong and I stay faded
I ain't rapping on that beat, if I didn't make it
I ain't never had a problem telling bitches it's a no
Heard you having money problems, stop spending on these hoes
I ain't new to this shit, man I know how it goes
These bitches tell you that they love you knowing damn well that they don't
I can only look out for me and I look out for my bros
I ain't buying you no cookout unless I'm fucking in your throat
I know nothing lasts forever but this shit will never end
I really think that I can make it, then again it all depends
Smoking on this gas it got me lifted
Pressing on the gas, I hit the corner then I drifted
Moving so swift like I'm Taylor
Yeah he use to be my nigga, but he turned into a hater
Yeah I used to love her now I hate her
Cut them niggas off, they only asking for some favors
I can't listen to his shit cause he fabricated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
Why you worried bout me and who I'm fucking with
Needa worry bout ya bitch, she texted me she trynna get lit
Ima smoke til I'm dead, I ain't never gone quit
My plug front me a zip, and I smoked that zip
Jogger boys, we the type to run off
Sack boys, we ain't even let em get they punt off
I told my girl to call her job and say she need the month off
I need some time to smoke and have some fun, let's go fuck off
Uh, smoke that gas, shit smoke my last
I don't think about the past, I was really down bad
I was really down bad, I was really down bad
Now I'm in my bag, now I'm in my bag
Smoking on this gas it got me lifted
Pressing on the gas, I hit the corner then I drifted
Moving so swift like I'm Taylor
Yeah he use to be my nigga, but he turned into a hater
Yeah I used to love her now I hate her
Cut them niggas off, they only asking for some favors
I can't listen to his shit cause he fabricated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
Smoking on this gas it got me lifted
Pressing on the gas, I hit the corner then I drifted
Moving so swift like I'm Taylor
Yeah he use to be my nigga, but he turned into a hater
Yeah I used to love her now I hate her
Cut them niggas off, they only asking for some favors
I can't listen to his shit cause he fabricated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
If she ever moves on then she downgraded
I be smoking on this strong and I stay faded
I ain't rapping on that beat, if I didn't make it
I ain't never had a problem telling bitches it's a no
Heard you having money problems, stop spending on these hoes
I ain't new to this shit, man I know how it goes
These bitches tell you that they love you knowing damn well that they don't
I can only look out for me and I look out for my bros
I ain't buying you no cookout unless I'm fucking in your throat
I know nothing lasts forever but this shit will never end
I really think that I can make it, then again it all depends
Smoking on this gas it got me lifted
Pressing on the gas, I hit the corner then I drifted
Moving so swift like I'm Taylor
Yeah he use to be my nigga, but he turned into a hater
Yeah I used to love her now I hate her
Cut them niggas off, they only asking for some favors
I can't listen to his shit cause he fabricated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
Why you worried bout me and who I'm fucking with
Needa worry bout ya bitch, she texted me she trynna get lit
Ima smoke til I'm dead, I ain't never gone quit
My plug front me a zip, and I smoked that zip
Jogger boys, we the type to run off
Sack boys, we ain't even let em get they punt off
I told my girl to call her job and say she need the month off
I need some time to smoke and have some fun, let's go fuck off
Uh, smoke that gas, shit smoke my last
I don't think about the past, I was really down bad
I was really down bad, I was really down bad
Now I'm in my bag, now I'm in my bag
Smoking on this gas it got me lifted
Pressing on the gas, I hit the corner then I drifted
Moving so swift like I'm Taylor
Yeah he use to be my nigga, but he turned into a hater
Yeah I used to love her now I hate her
Cut them niggas off, they only asking for some favors
I can't listen to his shit cause he fabricated
Yeah I'm fucking with that bitch, but it's Complicated
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Writer(s): Hussain Alabbas
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