Gates

Issa passcode at gate
Came up wit swiping wit Young 8
She gon Fuck sum can't ya tell
I can see it on her face
I'm Hands On Like fingernails
Bring a play or stave away
Raise ya hand If you got chase
Act like he can't get erased
Better ask Doc Baby Can't Save Ya

Motor Start Talking And Chopping I call this bih mator
Boy you not popping boy stop it ya all that shit is made up
All of this internet beefin what happened to keepin shit playa
What happened to keepin shit gangsta
Call up Glizzy He a spank Ya

These niggas armed but they ain't dangerous
I'm having the formula these nigga plankton
Riding round town wit this big ass stick like I want get to sanging
What was you thinking

Yo Bitch ona cosa like what was I drinking
Gotta chill out know i be overthinking
I can't put niggas on ship start sankimg
Roll Up Gas this shit getting stanky
Get backends I'm anxious
I swipe a and they hate it
Za got me high as a spaceship
I left on her on read now she hate me
Yea it get kinda frustrating
But I just be grateful we made it

Niggas need to save it
Need to save it David
Im having sauce I got flavor
Im having sauce I got checks
Know I'm die bout respect
Nigga talk hard get wet

Issa passcode at gate
Came up wit swiping wit Young 8
She gon Fuck sum can't ya tell
I can see it on her face
I'm Hands On Like fingernails
Bring a play or stave away
Raise ya hand If you got chase
Act like he can't get erased
Better ask Doc Baby Can't Save Ya

Motor Start Talking And Chopping I call this bih mator
Boy you not popping boy stop it ya all that shit is made up
All of this internet beefin what happened to keepin shit playa
What happened to keepin shit gangsta



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Writer(s): Jordon Morgan
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