God Bless
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Pink xanax
Had to put it to the test
She don't need no yes
I jus might bet on my guess
Ride me like a Bimmer
Sametime fuck me like a vette
Can't cross me out like Jesus
After I done made her wept
Dying on the inside
Outside fresh to death
Winning by a landslide
That ain't even my best
Everything good in time
Still to find out yet
Even through the wait
I'm still known to make her wet
Upsides on the shoreline
You know where it's at
Upsets on the suns time
You know how it get
Took a piece of me wit you
I'll hold onto the rest
Finna go bury the rest
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Pink xanax
Had to put it to the test
She don't need no yes
I jus might bet on my guess
Ride me like a Bimmer
Sametime fuck me like a vette
Can't cross me out like Jesus
After I done made her wept
You know life a bitch
But ima see her ass tomorrow
Hand to hand this
Like we been dealing wit no problems
But that don't mean shit
Until them bitches become solved huh
I can't even flinch
What if this kick just straight absolve em
Finesse in the whip
Take up both lanes
In this bitch hogging
She suck on my dick
Yeah I'm her baby I'm her bottle
30 in the glick
Cant do that shit wit no revolver
Her hair in my fist
She tell me pull til she Rapunzel
Smoke til I'm impressed
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Pink xanax
Had to put it to the test
She don't need no yes
I jus might bet on my guess
Ride me like a Bimmer
Sametime fuck me like a vette
Can't cross me out like Jesus
After I done made her wept
Dying on the inside
Outside fresh to death
Winning by a landslide
That ain't even my best
Everything good in time
Still to find out yet
Even through the wait
I'm still known to make her wet
Upsides on the shoreline
You know where it's at
Upsets on the suns time
You know how it get
Took a piece of me wit you
I'll hold onto the rest
Finna go bury the rest
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Outside wit that stress
Smoke til I'm impressed
Pink xanax
Had to put it to the test
She don't need no yes
I jus might bet on my guess
Ride me like a Bimmer
Sametime fuck me like a vette
Can't cross me out like Jesus
After I done made her wept
You know life a bitch
But ima see her ass tomorrow
Hand to hand this
Like we been dealing wit no problems
But that don't mean shit
Until them bitches become solved huh
I can't even flinch
What if this kick just straight absolve em
Finesse in the whip
Take up both lanes
In this bitch hogging
She suck on my dick
Yeah I'm her baby I'm her bottle
30 in the glick
Cant do that shit wit no revolver
Her hair in my fist
She tell me pull til she Rapunzel
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Writer(s): Damion Jones
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