DayCare
Don't know how to do it
Tell that bitch to keep movin'
This my shot, I'ma shoot it, yeah
I ain't think about losin'
Put my dick in her throat, she keep chewin', yeah
Butterfly, girl, fly away
Slam that ho on the bed like Kate
Buying shit, I don't know her name
I slide with the Drac' and a .40, yeah
She love fucking niggas with money
I love shooting guns at the enemy
She thought this was my crib, this a 'bnb
She leaving your crib, she have fun with me
I'm not tryna fuck, told her, "Cuddle me"
Back then I was broke, they ain't notice me
Put the beam on the Glock, that's some more aim
I just mixed the ink pill with the codeine
When I'm 'round, the police, they surrounding me
You got ten racks on you? I got times three
All my shooters on go, they gon' kill for me
They be sittin' in the pound like a daycare
She got laser remover, don't like hair
How y'all miss me? I'm always up in the air
She want baby, she whisper into my ear
Yeah, I'm finna cum, ooh, open your mouth, whoa
Ayy, I need all that, yeah, might double back
Hang out the sunroof, let my jewelry hit like, "Oh, my"
She thought her last nigga had money, so she met me, she like, "Oh, my" (God)
Yeah, pouring up drank, yeah, this my medicine
She can't be without me, I'm her oxygen
Just count to three and close your eyes, yeah
I know you nervous, yeah, afraid of heights, yeah
I told her, "It will be alright"
Don't know how to do it
Tell that bitch to keep movin'
This my shot, I'ma shoot it, yeah
I ain't think about losin'
Put my dick in her throat, she keep chewin', yeah
Butterfly, girl, fly away
Slam that ho on the bed like Kate
Buying shit, I don't know her name
I slide with the Drac' and a .40, yeah
She love fucking niggas with money
I love shooting guns at the enemy
She thought this was my crib, this a 'bnb
She leaving your crib, she have fun with me
I'm not tryna fuck, told her, "Cuddle me"
Back then I was broke, they ain't notice me
Put the beam on the Glock, that's some more aim
Tell that bitch to keep movin'
This my shot, I'ma shoot it, yeah
I ain't think about losin'
Put my dick in her throat, she keep chewin', yeah
Butterfly, girl, fly away
Slam that ho on the bed like Kate
Buying shit, I don't know her name
I slide with the Drac' and a .40, yeah
She love fucking niggas with money
I love shooting guns at the enemy
She thought this was my crib, this a 'bnb
She leaving your crib, she have fun with me
I'm not tryna fuck, told her, "Cuddle me"
Back then I was broke, they ain't notice me
Put the beam on the Glock, that's some more aim
I just mixed the ink pill with the codeine
When I'm 'round, the police, they surrounding me
You got ten racks on you? I got times three
All my shooters on go, they gon' kill for me
They be sittin' in the pound like a daycare
She got laser remover, don't like hair
How y'all miss me? I'm always up in the air
She want baby, she whisper into my ear
Yeah, I'm finna cum, ooh, open your mouth, whoa
Ayy, I need all that, yeah, might double back
Hang out the sunroof, let my jewelry hit like, "Oh, my"
She thought her last nigga had money, so she met me, she like, "Oh, my" (God)
Yeah, pouring up drank, yeah, this my medicine
She can't be without me, I'm her oxygen
Just count to three and close your eyes, yeah
I know you nervous, yeah, afraid of heights, yeah
I told her, "It will be alright"
Don't know how to do it
Tell that bitch to keep movin'
This my shot, I'ma shoot it, yeah
I ain't think about losin'
Put my dick in her throat, she keep chewin', yeah
Butterfly, girl, fly away
Slam that ho on the bed like Kate
Buying shit, I don't know her name
I slide with the Drac' and a .40, yeah
She love fucking niggas with money
I love shooting guns at the enemy
She thought this was my crib, this a 'bnb
She leaving your crib, she have fun with me
I'm not tryna fuck, told her, "Cuddle me"
Back then I was broke, they ain't notice me
Put the beam on the Glock, that's some more aim
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Writer(s): Kevin Ray Gainer
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