Into You
Huh, Still into you, fall in love with the best of drugs
Still missin' that girl I just need me a hug
She treat me like trash, stepped on me like a rug
She treat me like dirt, stepped on me like a bug
Smoking gas at every view
She fell for me my everything
She not looking for wedding rings
So it doesn't mean anything
Anything at all, she won't pick up my calls
Tryna play it off and stall, but I'm better off solo
Niggas used to hate me now they askin' for a promo
Every since she hurt me, I knew I had to let her go
Had to let her know, iced out my wrist, I had to let it snow
It's okay 'cause I'm with gang, and we laughing to the bank
Money bigger than a tank, she won't fall in love again no thanks
I know that she want me now 'cause I could buy her fifty minks
Oh, she want love, but I can not give it to her
Huh, Still into you, fall in love with the best of drugs
Still missin' that girl I just need me a hug
She treat me like trash, stepped on me like a rug
She treat me like dirt, stepped on me like a bug
Smoking gas at every view
She fell for me my everything
She not looking for wedding rings
So it doesn't mean anything
Anything at all, she won't pick up my calls
Tryna play it off and stall, but I'm better off solo
Niggas used to hate me now they askin' for a promo
Every since she hurt me, I knew I had to let her go
Had to let her know, iced out my wrist, I had to let it snow
It's okay 'cause I'm with gang, and we laughing to the bank
Money bigger than a tank
Still missin' that girl I just need me a hug
She treat me like trash, stepped on me like a rug
She treat me like dirt, stepped on me like a bug
Smoking gas at every view
She fell for me my everything
She not looking for wedding rings
So it doesn't mean anything
Anything at all, she won't pick up my calls
Tryna play it off and stall, but I'm better off solo
Niggas used to hate me now they askin' for a promo
Every since she hurt me, I knew I had to let her go
Had to let her know, iced out my wrist, I had to let it snow
It's okay 'cause I'm with gang, and we laughing to the bank
Money bigger than a tank, she won't fall in love again no thanks
I know that she want me now 'cause I could buy her fifty minks
Oh, she want love, but I can not give it to her
Huh, Still into you, fall in love with the best of drugs
Still missin' that girl I just need me a hug
She treat me like trash, stepped on me like a rug
She treat me like dirt, stepped on me like a bug
Smoking gas at every view
She fell for me my everything
She not looking for wedding rings
So it doesn't mean anything
Anything at all, she won't pick up my calls
Tryna play it off and stall, but I'm better off solo
Niggas used to hate me now they askin' for a promo
Every since she hurt me, I knew I had to let her go
Had to let her know, iced out my wrist, I had to let it snow
It's okay 'cause I'm with gang, and we laughing to the bank
Money bigger than a tank
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Writer(s): Kennyth Pinero Castro, Rick Veldhoen
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