Too Attached

Yeah, I keep a stick, got eyes on my back
Stick up in my Purple jeans, no, I can't lack, I can't lack
Stick came wit' extended magazines wit' the beam attached
I can't fuck up what we got, yeah, I'm too attached

Yeah, I keep a stick, got eyes on my back
Stick up in my Purple jeans, no, I can't lack, I can't lack
Stick came wit' extended magazines wit' the beam attached
I can't fuck up what we got, yeah, I'm too attached
(Bitch!)
I keep a stick, got eyes on my back
Stick up in my Purple jeans, no, I can't lack, I can't lack
Stick came wit' extended magazines wit' the bеam attached
I can't fuck up what we got, yeah, I'm too attachеd
I keep a stick, got eyes on my back
Stick up in my Purple jeans, no, I can't lack, I can't lack
Stick came wit' extended magazines wit' the beam attached
I can't fuck up what we got, yeah, I'm too attached

Made a killin' sellin' rock
I'm so glad that I'm on top
Make a mil', hop off the block
I pray to god that I don't flop
Im still singin' 'bout pain lil' bae, hope it don't change a bit
Barely can hold my own weight, tryna resignate
Twin Glocks, twin thots, on a whole 'nother wave
Got the chop', got the mop, I'ma push it to his face
He a bitch and I'm not, had to put them in they place
See the red and blue, I'm off, I can't catch another case
Yeah, and I keep a K in the backseat
Got back pain
Can I get my fuckin' check please
Tris, Tech, Wock', I get it for free, thats why she wan' sex me
Little bitch wanna neck me
You don't even wanna text
(Bitch!)

Yeah, I keep a stick, got eyes on my back
Stick up in my Purple jeans, no, I can't lack, I can't lack
Stick came wit' extended magazines wit' the beam attached
I can't fuck up what we got, yeah, I'm too attached
(Bitch!)
I keep a stick, got eyes on my back
Stick up in my Purple jeans, no, I can't lack, I can't lack
Stick came wit' extended magazines wit' the beam attached
I can't fuck up what we got, yeah, I'm too attached



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Writer(s): Tyler Williams
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