Ashes
(Double R, bird business)
(Only want her if she nasty)
(Fucked it up with ashes)
I need another cup, I done fucked it up with ashes
Only want her if she nasty, and I still clutch the plastic
Stay focused, never crashing, catch bro, they do him nasty
Yeah, usually, I don't need no weed, I need my cup
Made me unleash the beast
Fucking with me and my bros? Then you know that it's up
I done ran through hunnid bands, free bands, I don't care if you leavin'
Ain't going for none of that disrespect, I'm with some demons
She say, "Rino, I hate you, you so misleadin'"
You'll never catch me with no pole, I stay on defense
Get away from the cops, not pulling over, I'm speedin'
30 mg, blue pills getting popped, I can't breathe, man
I know that I treated you wrong
I know that these diamonds can't cover it up, so I'm writing you these songs
I know that these niggas, they wanna be us, can hear it all in they songs
I know this bitch goal is to make me, now I can feel it all from her dome
What's wrong? Why you sad?
What's wrong? What happened? Why you mad?
I can't erase it, but I can buy you a bag
Whip spacious, legs up, I'm up in the back
I need another cup, I done fucked it up with ashes
Only want her if she nasty, and I still clutch the plastic
Stay focused, never crashing, catch bro, they do him nasty
Catch bro and do him nasty
Off drank, I'm high like NASA
Told bro he need his masters, but all he want is a soul
These niggas need a ladder to get where I'm at
His bitch bad, but mine's badder, and she got a bag but mine's fatter
But you mines so it don't matter, but you mines so I don't mind
Just don't go and do no foul shit 'cause you wastin' our time
And I pour another line
Sip red like stop signs, you act like I'm blind
And I'm losin' my mind, everything is fine
And I'm losin' my grind, I'm not proud of my high
You can see it in my eyes, there's no disguise
And you wonderin' why, why I can't put aside my pride
You gotta show me you the prize, you gotta make me realize
Realize, you gotta make me realize
You gotta show me you the prize
You gotta make me realize
You gotta show me you the prize
You wonderin' why, can't put my pride
(Only want her if she nasty)
(Fucked it up with ashes)
I need another cup, I done fucked it up with ashes
Only want her if she nasty, and I still clutch the plastic
Stay focused, never crashing, catch bro, they do him nasty
Yeah, usually, I don't need no weed, I need my cup
Made me unleash the beast
Fucking with me and my bros? Then you know that it's up
I done ran through hunnid bands, free bands, I don't care if you leavin'
Ain't going for none of that disrespect, I'm with some demons
She say, "Rino, I hate you, you so misleadin'"
You'll never catch me with no pole, I stay on defense
Get away from the cops, not pulling over, I'm speedin'
30 mg, blue pills getting popped, I can't breathe, man
I know that I treated you wrong
I know that these diamonds can't cover it up, so I'm writing you these songs
I know that these niggas, they wanna be us, can hear it all in they songs
I know this bitch goal is to make me, now I can feel it all from her dome
What's wrong? Why you sad?
What's wrong? What happened? Why you mad?
I can't erase it, but I can buy you a bag
Whip spacious, legs up, I'm up in the back
I need another cup, I done fucked it up with ashes
Only want her if she nasty, and I still clutch the plastic
Stay focused, never crashing, catch bro, they do him nasty
Catch bro and do him nasty
Off drank, I'm high like NASA
Told bro he need his masters, but all he want is a soul
These niggas need a ladder to get where I'm at
His bitch bad, but mine's badder, and she got a bag but mine's fatter
But you mines so it don't matter, but you mines so I don't mind
Just don't go and do no foul shit 'cause you wastin' our time
And I pour another line
Sip red like stop signs, you act like I'm blind
And I'm losin' my mind, everything is fine
And I'm losin' my grind, I'm not proud of my high
You can see it in my eyes, there's no disguise
And you wonderin' why, why I can't put aside my pride
You gotta show me you the prize, you gotta make me realize
Realize, you gotta make me realize
You gotta show me you the prize
You gotta make me realize
You gotta show me you the prize
You wonderin' why, can't put my pride
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Gilfenbain, Jeremy Bradley, Jonathan Gabor, Deante Johnson, Davood Nadimi Bousherhri
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