Don't Listen To Your Friends
You gotta listen
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
And I been moving fast now I'm back on the road
And bitch I'm not in last boy I'm 'bout to explode
Yeah
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
Yeah they don't know the code
I'm running out of time babe I'm 'bout to explode
How you get a bitch like that i don't know
I don't play tricks on God on bro
Run with a stick you bitches hoes
Just living my life
Thought you should know you give your heart it takes a toll
Things you do they go unnoticed
Bitch I'm feeling like the POTUS
It gets better yeah I'm hoping
Hope, it's all we got
In the meantime, just suck my cock
Ridin' round with percs and xanny lean up in my car
Fly to Turks martinis on a boat not sippin' wok
Bitch I've grown, so why the fuck I feel alone
Baby I just wanna bone
So you should tell me when your home
You gotta listen
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
And I been moving fast now I'm back on the road
And bitch I'm not in last boy I'm 'bout to explode
Yeah
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
Yeah they don't know the code, I'm running out of time babe I'm 'bout to explode
Bout to explode yeah I'm bout to explode
My mind is playing games with me I'm back in that mode
She said talk to a therapist but she know I won't
Bitch I'm running circles hope you see what I wrote
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
And I been moving fast now I'm back on the road
And bitch I'm not in last boy I'm 'bout to explode
Yeah
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
Yeah they don't know the code
I'm running out of time babe I'm 'bout to explode
How you get a bitch like that i don't know
I don't play tricks on God on bro
Run with a stick you bitches hoes
Just living my life
Thought you should know you give your heart it takes a toll
Things you do they go unnoticed
Bitch I'm feeling like the POTUS
It gets better yeah I'm hoping
Hope, it's all we got
In the meantime, just suck my cock
Ridin' round with percs and xanny lean up in my car
Fly to Turks martinis on a boat not sippin' wok
Bitch I've grown, so why the fuck I feel alone
Baby I just wanna bone
So you should tell me when your home
You gotta listen
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
And I been moving fast now I'm back on the road
And bitch I'm not in last boy I'm 'bout to explode
Yeah
Don't want you to go
Don't listen to your friends babe they want me to go
Yeah they don't know the code, I'm running out of time babe I'm 'bout to explode
Bout to explode yeah I'm bout to explode
My mind is playing games with me I'm back in that mode
She said talk to a therapist but she know I won't
Bitch I'm running circles hope you see what I wrote
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Writer(s): Bill Lench
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