Dive In

Yeah
Hold on
Yeah
I'm feeling uncomfortable niggas staring hard
Cuz I had they hoe and she running yards
Yeah
Hold on
Yeah
I'm feeling uncomfortable niggas staring hard
Cuz I had they hoe and she running yards (Yeah)
She can get whatever I gave her my card
Psych lil' bitch I'm never gone give you my card
Never trust these hoes gotta keep my guard up
I'm whipping around with money feel like Garda
I'm going straight at her like give me the number
All she want is attention like an addict man I gotta dumb her
She tryna put it on me in the bathroom yeah I'm going under (Yeah I'm going under)
I'm the one she gassing but I'll never gas her (Gas her)
These niggas can gas her (Yeah)
And these niggas can have her (Yeah)
And I'll disappear like Casper (Yeah)
And pop up right back after (Yeah)
Yeah
I'm so ready to jump off of the deep end (Ok)
Told that bitch to link she told me we can

I'm boutta go dive in (Gonna go dive in)
I don't leave the house life on the line I gotta dine in (Gotta dine in)
This a quiet life I swear I'm spending it so silent
I can't trust a soul I feel like everyone is lying (Yeah they lying)
Everytime she take it she get violent (Yeah)
Bad bitch I just wanna put her on an island (Island)
Hit em' all in threes like Ray Allen
I can't even see my reality

I'm in this (Yeah)
I'm in this bitch with a whole lotta bands boutta buy everything (Boutta buy everything)
Spending the day with yo' hoe we can't do everyday (Nah nah)
I used to be off Patron nigga like everyday
Yeah I'm drinking all my pain away (Pain away)
Smoking all my days away
Hit yo' bitch she telling niggas save a date
I got too much I sauce I need a paper plate
I learned in this life you gotta pay to play (Yeah, aye)
I dedicate my life to these 808's (Mm)
Shawty be on my timing and I hate to wait (Mm)
I was just stuck in hiding and she came my way
Look at that bitch she lying tryna get her way (Yeah yeah)
I ain't tryna fuck the bitch I'm just tryna have my fun with her
Baby I told you I was done but I can never be done witchu'
Baby I told you don't run but you know Imma run witchu'
She done earned my trust now
Imma have my son witchu' (Aye)

I'm boutta go dive in (Aye, gonna go dive in)
I don't leave the house life on the line I gotta dine in (Gotta dine in)
This a quiet life I swear I'm spending it so silent
I can't trust a soul I feel like everyone is lying (Yeah they lying)
Everytime she take it she get violent (Yeah)
Bad bitch I just wanna put her on an island (Island)
Hit em' all in threes like Ray Allen
I can't even see my reality



Credits
Writer(s): Greyson Buckley
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