Stan
Traffic right now in a demon
Can't ride with no fans
It'll fuck up the motor
I put the plates in Lacey name
So they think twice fo' pulling me over
I gotta get high
Can't fuck when I'm sober
You fucking a rat
Bitch you know he a rat
Wanna blow my brains like I ain't got kids
Listen to Stan and go die on a bridge
Before I let another nigga take my face off
Stopped with the percs, I scratched my face off
Gave her a half and I told that bitch take off
Wanna be a Mama?
I gotta double the condom
She fucking on opps
And she thinking it's that
Robbing
I told lil' bro nem stop robbing
That's class X sentencing
Plus the enhancement
That's forty-five max you a never get back
(Cold)
I feel the demons around me
Or probably the hatred from doing me wrong
(Songs)
I'm in the stu by myself
When I'm smoking my opps
I been smoking alone
(Love)
I ain't been looking for love
'Cause they keep breaking my heart
When they leading me on
(Drugs)
And they keep calling for more
The only thing faithful
Is sales on my phone
Out on parole
And I'm still up in traffic, big gun
On my side 'cause I know
I might die
Hello? Yea
We finna go somewhere fun
Come on
You know I miss you
I'm fresh out
Traffic right now in a demon
Can't ride with no fans
It'll fuck up the motor
I put the plates in Lacey name
So they think twice fo' pulling me over
I gotta get high
Can't fuck when I'm sober
You fucking a rat
Bitch you know he a rat
Wanna blow my brains
Like I ain't got kids
Listen to Stan and go die on a bridge
This for every bitch that broke bad
But you probably won't hear it
You stuck in the trunk
Couldn't answer my calls
Declining my calls
Couldn't text my tablet
But you out there drunk
Don't lie when you fucking
I knew you was fucking
I said I was numb
I ain't say I was dumb
But you wanna play with my feelings
We gone die to this song
Turn it up so you hear it
We gone die to this song
Turn it up so you hear it
Being in jail, that was my problem
Never said you to blame
I ain't put you at fault
But you the one causing the drama
Bitch you wanted that role
I ain't give you that part
I was the one said move on
But you chose to stay and play games with my heart
I told you baby
We die together
Ima smoke this wood before the last stop
I told you baby
It wouldn't last forever
But at least you know now
You can't break no heart
I told you baby
We die together
Ima smoke this wood before the last stop
I told you baby
It wouldn't last forever
But at least you know now
You can't play with my heart
Traffic right now in a demon
Can't ride with no fans
It'll fuck up the motor
I put the plates in Lacey name
So they think twice fo' pulling me over
I gotta get high
Can't fuck when I'm sober
You fucking a rat
Bitch you know he a rat
Wanna blow my brains
Like I ain't got kids
Listen to Stan and go die on a bridge
Before I let another nigga take my face off
Stopped with the percs, I scratched my face off
Gave her a half and I told that bitch take off
Wanna be a Mama?
I gotta double the condom
She fucking on opps
And she thinking it's that
Robbing
I told lil' bro nem stop robbing
That's class X sentencing
Plus the enhancement
That's forty-five max you'll never get back
Can't ride with no fans
It'll fuck up the motor
I put the plates in Lacey name
So they think twice fo' pulling me over
I gotta get high
Can't fuck when I'm sober
You fucking a rat
Bitch you know he a rat
Wanna blow my brains like I ain't got kids
Listen to Stan and go die on a bridge
Before I let another nigga take my face off
Stopped with the percs, I scratched my face off
Gave her a half and I told that bitch take off
Wanna be a Mama?
I gotta double the condom
She fucking on opps
And she thinking it's that
Robbing
I told lil' bro nem stop robbing
That's class X sentencing
Plus the enhancement
That's forty-five max you a never get back
(Cold)
I feel the demons around me
Or probably the hatred from doing me wrong
(Songs)
I'm in the stu by myself
When I'm smoking my opps
I been smoking alone
(Love)
I ain't been looking for love
'Cause they keep breaking my heart
When they leading me on
(Drugs)
And they keep calling for more
The only thing faithful
Is sales on my phone
Out on parole
And I'm still up in traffic, big gun
On my side 'cause I know
I might die
Hello? Yea
We finna go somewhere fun
Come on
You know I miss you
I'm fresh out
Traffic right now in a demon
Can't ride with no fans
It'll fuck up the motor
I put the plates in Lacey name
So they think twice fo' pulling me over
I gotta get high
Can't fuck when I'm sober
You fucking a rat
Bitch you know he a rat
Wanna blow my brains
Like I ain't got kids
Listen to Stan and go die on a bridge
This for every bitch that broke bad
But you probably won't hear it
You stuck in the trunk
Couldn't answer my calls
Declining my calls
Couldn't text my tablet
But you out there drunk
Don't lie when you fucking
I knew you was fucking
I said I was numb
I ain't say I was dumb
But you wanna play with my feelings
We gone die to this song
Turn it up so you hear it
We gone die to this song
Turn it up so you hear it
Being in jail, that was my problem
Never said you to blame
I ain't put you at fault
But you the one causing the drama
Bitch you wanted that role
I ain't give you that part
I was the one said move on
But you chose to stay and play games with my heart
I told you baby
We die together
Ima smoke this wood before the last stop
I told you baby
It wouldn't last forever
But at least you know now
You can't break no heart
I told you baby
We die together
Ima smoke this wood before the last stop
I told you baby
It wouldn't last forever
But at least you know now
You can't play with my heart
Traffic right now in a demon
Can't ride with no fans
It'll fuck up the motor
I put the plates in Lacey name
So they think twice fo' pulling me over
I gotta get high
Can't fuck when I'm sober
You fucking a rat
Bitch you know he a rat
Wanna blow my brains
Like I ain't got kids
Listen to Stan and go die on a bridge
Before I let another nigga take my face off
Stopped with the percs, I scratched my face off
Gave her a half and I told that bitch take off
Wanna be a Mama?
I gotta double the condom
She fucking on opps
And she thinking it's that
Robbing
I told lil' bro nem stop robbing
That's class X sentencing
Plus the enhancement
That's forty-five max you'll never get back
Credits
Writer(s): Damonta Barber
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