Gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
She say that I'm gone
And that she gon' do what she wants
Party goin on acting we like nobody's home
Baby starring at me lookin' like she seen a ghost
I let her take the wheel so she think she in control
Baby break it down like she breakin' down the door
Got her in the kitchen we ain't cookin on the stove
Got her on the sink and I turn the water on
Sprayin like a rifle Super Soaker water gun
They don't think we be gone oh we be pullin up the truck
They don't know the deal but I be poppin out the trunk
I be poppin seals I be chopping up these blunts
She don't know the deal I guess she gone be walkin home
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Hold up, uh
We don't drink no beer no more
We pour it on white bitch heads
It's a party
Shout out my n**** Taz
He locked up in the feds
Big booty bitch and she on the pill
Ya
Yo baby momma might have to steal
Ya
Pull up with a couple racks
Yo bitch she all up on me
Pull out a couple racks
Yah
Yo bitch yah she jock me
Yah she stalk me like bitch get off me
Yah yah I'm fucked up
Bacardi in my cup
I walked in the party
Bailey Parker showed me love
Walked up in the club turning up
Drinking and I'm poppin Xannies
Bitch I'm feeling wavy
Gave my n**** a bean
Now we drooling like some babies
I pull up on the scene
Now these bitches wanna taste me
Pull up on the scene now these bitches wanna taste me
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
She say that I'm gone
And that she gon' do what she wants
Party goin on acting we like nobody's home
Baby starring at me lookin' like she seen a ghost
I let her take the wheel so she think she in control
Baby break it down like she breakin' down the door
Got her in the kitchen we ain't cookin on the stove
Got her on the sink and I turn the water on
Sprayin like a rifle Super Soaker water gun
They don't think we be gone oh we be pullin up the truck
They don't know the deal but I be poppin out the trunk
I be poppin seals I be chopping up these blunts
She don't know the deal I guess she gone be walkin home
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Hold up, uh
We don't drink no beer no more
We pour it on white bitch heads
It's a party
Shout out my n**** Taz
He locked up in the feds
Big booty bitch and she on the pill
Ya
Yo baby momma might have to steal
Ya
Pull up with a couple racks
Yo bitch she all up on me
Pull out a couple racks
Yah
Yo bitch yah she jock me
Yah she stalk me like bitch get off me
Yah yah I'm fucked up
Bacardi in my cup
I walked in the party
Bailey Parker showed me love
Walked up in the club turning up
Drinking and I'm poppin Xannies
Bitch I'm feeling wavy
Gave my n**** a bean
Now we drooling like some babies
I pull up on the scene
Now these bitches wanna taste me
Pull up on the scene now these bitches wanna taste me
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
I got bottoms at the crib
Bottles at the door
We got models at the crib
Leave them bottoms on the floor
Hey
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me what you want
Tell me how you feel
Baby I'm gone
Credits
Writer(s): Bailey Seward
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