UFC_Truancy
Marijuana beat my chest like it's UFC
Baby like UFC
You said you're through with me
We love so stupidly
Marijuana beat my chest like it's UFC
I don't know why you were always so rude to me
I took the blame did you know what that'd do to me
I never learn from my mistakes like truancy
I got the good and bad there's just two of me
One of em wanna see us living happily
The other one wants to leave you so rapidly
I don't know what's gotten into me recently
Is it too much just to ask to live peacefully
I'm so fucked I think I need help mentally
I'm tryna fuck you lil baby come chill with me
Berreta make an op dance like he Billie Jean
Gun on my waist like a cop, bitch it's do or die
Swerve the infinity, she love to hop inside
When we're together I must say I feel alive
When she go home I feel sad I just wanna cry
When she go home I just wanna cry
Bitch I just wanna cry
All night, all night
Oh, all night
Now I'm fucking up the bourbon
Take another shot I swear that it's so worth it
She twerkin
Molly in her system got her thinking that she perfect
Shawty took my heart from my chest she a surgeon
In the end we all die, money really worthless
But while I'm here I might as well go cop my girl a Birkin
Bitch I'm tryna blow up like Osama, need a turban
Hopefully I look back one day and say it's worth it
I know that I'm imperfect
Swear my love is cursed
Infinity I'm swerving
I swear that I'm the first Vin to do shit with a purpose
Baby like UFC
You said you're through with me
We love so stupidly
Marijuana beat my chest like it's UFC
I don't know why you were always so rude to me
I took the blame did you know what that'd do to me
I never learn from my mistakes like truancy
I got the good and bad there's just two of me
One of em wanna see us living happily
The other one wants to leave you so rapidly
I don't know what's gotten into me recently
Is it too much just to ask to live peacefully
I'm so fucked I think I need help mentally
I'm tryna fuck you lil baby come chill with me
Berreta make an op dance like he Billie Jean
Gun on my waist like a cop, bitch it's do or die
Swerve the infinity, she love to hop inside
When we're together I must say I feel alive
When she go home I feel sad I just wanna cry
When she go home I just wanna cry
Bitch I just wanna cry
All night, all night
Oh, all night
Now I'm fucking up the bourbon
Take another shot I swear that it's so worth it
She twerkin
Molly in her system got her thinking that she perfect
Shawty took my heart from my chest she a surgeon
In the end we all die, money really worthless
But while I'm here I might as well go cop my girl a Birkin
Bitch I'm tryna blow up like Osama, need a turban
Hopefully I look back one day and say it's worth it
I know that I'm imperfect
Swear my love is cursed
Infinity I'm swerving
I swear that I'm the first Vin to do shit with a purpose
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Writer(s): Vincent Hatch
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