Got Some Nerve
Bitch is crazy bro
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
Going back to doing anything I want to
We couldn't make it right you fucking with the wrong dude
Calling late at night is probably the wrong move
I'm whipping through the same streets that you belong to
Baby getting wet to Richy Rich's catalog
I'm playing with her clitoris like it's an analog
I love the way you start to fuck me when the cameras on
And know the words to every song baby sing along
Float away, you cure the pain you my novacane
Go insane, thinking about what we overcame
Till the grave, by your side cause we both the same
And never stab you in the back need a shoulder blade
Addicted to your loving thinking Imma overdose
A lot of people close you the one I know the most
But being dead inside could never be your Romeo
You coming over so my fingerprints around your throat
Catch a plane bae let's getaway
I can tell you feel a way looking in your face
Let me get a little taste let it ventilate
I can make your body shake make you levitate
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
How did we get so attached
When the phone rings I'll be coming over fast
Got me doing laps like I'm in a culdesac
I'm just hoping that it lasts take a little photograph, flash
We're not focused on the past
Say it hasn't changed but I notice that you have
Know that you got baggage I met you at the claim
Never once did I complain even when we're doing bad, as a matter fact
I been tryna read the energy
Now I keep on thinking all the things that you were telling me
Maybe we got lost so I question my identity
Cause lately I don't really know what's gotten into me
Don't be surprised girl you already knew the plans
And you still decided loving me for who I am
Go our separate ways I don't want to lose a friend
But trusting you is something I could never do again, damn
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
Aye, catch a plane bae let's getaway
I can tell you feel a way looking in your face
Let me get a little taste let it ventilate
I can make your body shake make it levitate
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
Going back to doing anything I want to
We couldn't make it right you fucking with the wrong dude
Calling late at night is probably the wrong move
I'm whipping through the same streets that you belong to
Baby getting wet to Richy Rich's catalog
I'm playing with her clitoris like it's an analog
I love the way you start to fuck me when the cameras on
And know the words to every song baby sing along
Float away, you cure the pain you my novacane
Go insane, thinking about what we overcame
Till the grave, by your side cause we both the same
And never stab you in the back need a shoulder blade
Addicted to your loving thinking Imma overdose
A lot of people close you the one I know the most
But being dead inside could never be your Romeo
You coming over so my fingerprints around your throat
Catch a plane bae let's getaway
I can tell you feel a way looking in your face
Let me get a little taste let it ventilate
I can make your body shake make you levitate
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
How did we get so attached
When the phone rings I'll be coming over fast
Got me doing laps like I'm in a culdesac
I'm just hoping that it lasts take a little photograph, flash
We're not focused on the past
Say it hasn't changed but I notice that you have
Know that you got baggage I met you at the claim
Never once did I complain even when we're doing bad, as a matter fact
I been tryna read the energy
Now I keep on thinking all the things that you were telling me
Maybe we got lost so I question my identity
Cause lately I don't really know what's gotten into me
Don't be surprised girl you already knew the plans
And you still decided loving me for who I am
Go our separate ways I don't want to lose a friend
But trusting you is something I could never do again, damn
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
Only thing I gots my word
Little bitch you really got some nerve
Sliding window tinted watch the pothole swerve
Tryna find the feeling when we found love first
Down the same avenue that I grew up
Drinking till we threw up let the pot slow burn
With a thot no shirt getting top slow merge
Only thing I gots my word
Aye, catch a plane bae let's getaway
I can tell you feel a way looking in your face
Let me get a little taste let it ventilate
I can make your body shake make it levitate
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Writer(s): Anthony Rabanes
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