Bloomin
Back where I grew up
Did a show
Niggas tried to press me
Banging on my hat
Bro was Cap
Tried to have me stressing
I never react to a hater trynna run Up
They wanna criticize and be apart Of the come up
Cause Hella hoes on me, make them Wet like a sauna
I never been phony claimed a set Or change my tone up
Realest mutha fuckas live
Bitches we can not forgive
If you half and half we gonna Smoke you like a spliff
Next day I woke up found a shorty That was for me
She sent me playlist and she let me Know she adore me
She say she for real I get her high And keep her soaring
This can't be for real I grab my Phone and start recording
She just popped a pill
So get out her way
A lil bit of zinc give her vitamin D
Sunshine outside feel so good on Her skin
Think her mind is clear enough to Let me in
Bitches want all of my time
Wont afraid be of the risk
Look at my wrist
Niggas don't wanna exist
I'm taking a taking trip
I'm Betting on all of my chips
On the pole she don't know how To strip
I'm up in this bitch
Bet a race horse for a Porsche
Baby daddy wanna take her to Court
She'll settle the score
And she gimme a piece or more
Said I'm full but I bet I could eat Some more
Shawty hold me down
Gravity keep the floor
Baby throw throw me the rock
I'll get an assist
I'm a get her to pop
Like a balloon in this bitch
Did a show
Niggas tried to press me
Banging on my hat
Bro was Cap
Tried to have me stressing
I never react to a hater trynna run Up
They wanna criticize and be apart Of the come up
Cause Hella hoes on me, make them Wet like a sauna
I never been phony claimed a set Or change my tone up
Realest mutha fuckas live
Bitches we can not forgive
If you half and half we gonna Smoke you like a spliff
Next day I woke up found a shorty That was for me
She sent me playlist and she let me Know she adore me
She say she for real I get her high And keep her soaring
This can't be for real I grab my Phone and start recording
She just popped a pill
So get out her way
A lil bit of zinc give her vitamin D
Sunshine outside feel so good on Her skin
Think her mind is clear enough to Let me in
Bitches want all of my time
Wont afraid be of the risk
Look at my wrist
Niggas don't wanna exist
I'm taking a taking trip
I'm Betting on all of my chips
On the pole she don't know how To strip
I'm up in this bitch
Bet a race horse for a Porsche
Baby daddy wanna take her to Court
She'll settle the score
And she gimme a piece or more
Said I'm full but I bet I could eat Some more
Shawty hold me down
Gravity keep the floor
Baby throw throw me the rock
I'll get an assist
I'm a get her to pop
Like a balloon in this bitch
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Writer(s): Darian Houser
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