slide doors

Yeah told a bitch don't play with me
Want diamonds all over my teeth yeah, me and my gang gon eat
(Yeah Yeah)
All that talk too sweet I don't wanna see no tweets
You too mad because your bitch in my sheets
(Ayden why the fuck do you say that shit in your music)
Yeah told a bitch don't play with me
Want diamonds all over my teeth yeah, me and my gang gon eat
(Yeah Yeah)
All that talk too sweet I don't wanna see no tweets
You too mad because your bitch in my sheets

Yeah I don't be fucking with lame hoes
Gotta go get on my shit
Yeah me and the world on the same note
But I ain't been feeling it spin
Nah we ain't smoking on the same though
Got me counting all the hits
Yeah I just been ready to show out
Because nobody working like this
Pull up slide doors they don't wanna see me pop-out
Im like the hero they don't wanna see me die now
Doubt me, wrong choice
Lemme come show you our times out
Talking that shit boy you're about to get knocked down
Why you out kicking them racks now

Yeah too high see it in my eyes
Put you to the side tried to help I tried
Held on to your pride, Now we just separated
Tired of you you basic, now I'm just getting faded

Yeah told a bitch don't play with me
Want diamonds all over my teeth yeah, me and my gang gon eat
(Yeah Yeah)
All that talk too sweet I don't wanna see no tweets
You too mad because your bitch in my sheets
Yeah told a bitch don't play with me
Want diamonds all over my teeth yeah, me and my gang gon eat
(Yeah Yeah)
All that talk too sweet I don't wanna see no tweets
You too mad because your bitch in my sheets

Yeah keep the meds in the trunk, bad bitch in the front booted up
Feins knocking at the window, they wantin whats laced in my blunt
I ain't switching for the most, I ain't switching for these hoes
Had to put away my phone, drugs keep me in my zone
Pop it keep it written in stone, pray I'm only home alone
Only one man knows

Told a bitch don't play with me
Want diamonds all over my teeth yeah, me and my gang gon eat
(Yeah Yeah)
All that talk too sweet I don't wanna see no tweets
You too mad because your bitch in my sheets

Yeah keep the meds in the trunk
Fifth gear leaving yall in the dust
Now I'm popping and you ain't keeping up
(Yeah Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Ayden Brandt
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