Retro
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
Yeah
Wait
I'm sick and now I wanna go home
Why the fuck you wanna take me home?
Don't you hit me back up on my phone
I'm sick and now I wanna go home
Take it back bitch
Of what you want
I don't give a fuck bitch
'Cause you're still dumb
She's a bad bitch
She's from the street
Just like Black Sabbath,
Head bang, nosebleed
Richard Mille, I gotta Mill' on wrist
You fuck with my gang you gon' put in chips
We ride "In&Out," Polaris
Bought up all this weed, I'm not sharing
I'm locked up with the dogs in the barracks
Chopped&Screwed tracks smell like Cedar
Flying 'round the whole world like I'm Peter
This bitch, she be throwing demeanors
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
She bending it over
I slip off the panties
Fuck you, all you leakers
That Drop the songs I'm planning
You popped me with a cap but I'm still standing
I'm changing up the score like I'm Peyton Manning
The only way I'm trapping is alone
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
Yeah
Wait
I'm sick and now I wanna go home
Why the fuck you wanna take me home?
Don't you hit me back up on my phone
I'm sick and now I wanna go home
Take it back bitch
Of what you want
I don't give a fuck bitch
'Cause you're still dumb
She's a bad bitch
She's from the street
Just like Black Sabbath,
Head bang, nosebleed
Richard Mille, I gotta Mill' on wrist
You fuck with my gang you gon' put in chips
We ride "In&Out," Polaris
Bought up all this weed, I'm not sharing
I'm locked up with the dogs in the barracks
Chopped&Screwed tracks smell like Cedar
Flying 'round the whole world like I'm Peter
This bitch, she be throwing demeanors
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
Why the fuck you hitting up my phone?
The only way I'm trapping is alone
She bending it over
I slip off the panties
Fuck you, all you leakers
That Drop the songs I'm planning
You popped me with a cap but I'm still standing
I'm changing up the score like I'm Peyton Manning
Credits
Writer(s): Cactus Cordel, Kai Cordel Barley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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