S!Ck

She like my scent she my like my pheromone
That Nike shit she don't like pairs of those
She much more balenci
Picky type of Bitch that's barely home
She so gorgeous she done forced that
Big ol ass up in some shit
That do not fit girl that is barely on
Thick thighs pussy fire
Make niggas levitate
Trade your life for designs
My pockets never safe
Fuck it I'll pay for it
More bags for you to take home
Know that sound crazy
But that's my baby
I know if I don't shred the cheese we will never be
She got the coolest nigga nose wide open
That Fendi usually tame the beast just to say the least
Don't care the time she knows the phone line's open
Say she never at the crib
Somehow she's trying to change her counter top
Doorway filled with packages no handshakes for her neighbors like
who raised you
Blow right thru my savings on the places I'mma take you
You just send the word
Bend a curb and I'm
If I die today I'll be cool
Wherever you go I'll seek you
She don't got a ring but putting me in danger
And I don't even know how lethal
The way that I'm slipping is dangerous
So good I be licking my fingers
Bro say I'm crazy maybe but that's my baby oh yea



Credits
Writer(s): Charity Croff, Jeremy King
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