Solo
Feelin' so low
Ridin' solo
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't hold on
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't let go
You the best, though
Oh oh, woah
Three, pop me a three-zero to relax, sit back
Peace, need me some peace
Fucked me two freaks, back to back
Jeez, what do you mean?
Ask me to leave if I got it on me
Gave you my dope, girl
I gave you Celine
I pour a four and I roll me some weed
Don't call me no more, I got hoes as I please
Dope on the floor, I got coke in my sheets
Woke, I'm bored so I popped me a Xan
I was down bad now I'm fucking my fans
I got a bad bitch, she come from Japan, yeah
She yellow and fine and she wanna just dance
Letting me down wasn't part of the plan
Now I'm rollin', rollin'
I ain't far from these bands
I'ma keep going as hard as I can
I'ma keep going as far as I can
Don't use no pen for these bars, no exam
Broke in her man crib, I startled the man
Makin' my beats, girl I need me a tag
I'm not her father, she callin' me Dad
Don't even bother with all of that cap
All of that cap
I just be
Feelin' so low
Ridin' solo
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't hold on
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't let go
You the best, though
Oh oh, woah
Three, pop me a three-zero to relax, sit back
Peace, need me some peace
Fucked me two freaks, back to back
Jeez, what do you mean?
Ask me to leave if I got it on me
Gave you my dope, girl
I gave you Celine
I pour a four and I roll me some weed
Dreamer, girl you a dreamer
I tell you them lies you believe 'em, uh
I'm very precise with my reasons
But you don't agree with my visions, no
I've argued too many people before
Baby, it don't take a genius to know
She just dropped down with her knees on the floor
On the floor
Party, crash
I was so high, I just landed, uh
Fuck all them guys who you gang with, uh
I look in your eyes, I see passion
Girl, you know you don't gotta ask for it
Signin' pages in your passport
I gave you that cash, buy a bag with it
Back to the crib, we get nasty
Feelin' so low
Ridin' solo
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't hold on
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't let go
You the best, though
Oh oh, woah
Three, pop me a three-zero to relax, sit back
Peace, need me some peace
Fucked me two freaks, back to back
Jeez, what do you mean?
Ask me to leave if I got it on me
Gave you my dope, girl
I gave you Celine
I pour a four and I roll me some weed
Ooh, woah
Hmm, Hmm
Yeah, woah
Ridin' solo
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't hold on
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't let go
You the best, though
Oh oh, woah
Three, pop me a three-zero to relax, sit back
Peace, need me some peace
Fucked me two freaks, back to back
Jeez, what do you mean?
Ask me to leave if I got it on me
Gave you my dope, girl
I gave you Celine
I pour a four and I roll me some weed
Don't call me no more, I got hoes as I please
Dope on the floor, I got coke in my sheets
Woke, I'm bored so I popped me a Xan
I was down bad now I'm fucking my fans
I got a bad bitch, she come from Japan, yeah
She yellow and fine and she wanna just dance
Letting me down wasn't part of the plan
Now I'm rollin', rollin'
I ain't far from these bands
I'ma keep going as hard as I can
I'ma keep going as far as I can
Don't use no pen for these bars, no exam
Broke in her man crib, I startled the man
Makin' my beats, girl I need me a tag
I'm not her father, she callin' me Dad
Don't even bother with all of that cap
All of that cap
I just be
Feelin' so low
Ridin' solo
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't hold on
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't let go
You the best, though
Oh oh, woah
Three, pop me a three-zero to relax, sit back
Peace, need me some peace
Fucked me two freaks, back to back
Jeez, what do you mean?
Ask me to leave if I got it on me
Gave you my dope, girl
I gave you Celine
I pour a four and I roll me some weed
Dreamer, girl you a dreamer
I tell you them lies you believe 'em, uh
I'm very precise with my reasons
But you don't agree with my visions, no
I've argued too many people before
Baby, it don't take a genius to know
She just dropped down with her knees on the floor
On the floor
Party, crash
I was so high, I just landed, uh
Fuck all them guys who you gang with, uh
I look in your eyes, I see passion
Girl, you know you don't gotta ask for it
Signin' pages in your passport
I gave you that cash, buy a bag with it
Back to the crib, we get nasty
Feelin' so low
Ridin' solo
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't hold on
Girl, you got a grip on me
Don't let go
You the best, though
Oh oh, woah
Three, pop me a three-zero to relax, sit back
Peace, need me some peace
Fucked me two freaks, back to back
Jeez, what do you mean?
Ask me to leave if I got it on me
Gave you my dope, girl
I gave you Celine
I pour a four and I roll me some weed
Ooh, woah
Hmm, Hmm
Yeah, woah
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Writer(s): Milisa Milanovic
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