LON3r V2
I might fight the whole team by myself, cause I'm a loner
I might pop a bean by myself, cause I give no fucks
I be in the raq, where it's no love
More fake friends, I got more drugs
She said she want some more, she had like two cups
I know that I'm special I can't make it up
Jmoe pull up, and you know he got the skunk with em
Rockstar shit, but ain't no punk in him
She say that she done, but imma fuck again
Shorty' like the glocks like the F&Ns
I done took a oxy, I been tripping since
I've been sipping hard, bitch I'm pissin' lent
This bitch think I'm stupid, I think I'm intelligent
I've been letting loose off the medicine
These hoes irrelevant
I done lost a hoe and I feel better since
I be up with drugs in my head
Call me Santana, yeah my eyes lookin' red
I took a trip to Cashville, and hopped into my bag
They gone only love me when I'm gone, when I'm dead
I live in the raq, where it's cold at
I might die today, and I know that
Bro nem' got a pole, he got like two straps
Bitch I'm real as hell, and they don't get that
I just hit that hoe, she off my list yeah
Bitch I make these songs and I don't miss, yeah
Ya bitch might sing along I know I'm too official
I might fight the whole team by myself, cause I'm a loner
I might pop a bean by myself, cause I give no fucks
I be in the raq, where it's no love
More fake friends, I got more drugs
She said she want some more, she had like two cups
I might pop a bean by myself, cause I give no fucks
I be in the raq, where it's no love
More fake friends, I got more drugs
She said she want some more, she had like two cups
I know that I'm special I can't make it up
Jmoe pull up, and you know he got the skunk with em
Rockstar shit, but ain't no punk in him
She say that she done, but imma fuck again
Shorty' like the glocks like the F&Ns
I done took a oxy, I been tripping since
I've been sipping hard, bitch I'm pissin' lent
This bitch think I'm stupid, I think I'm intelligent
I've been letting loose off the medicine
These hoes irrelevant
I done lost a hoe and I feel better since
I be up with drugs in my head
Call me Santana, yeah my eyes lookin' red
I took a trip to Cashville, and hopped into my bag
They gone only love me when I'm gone, when I'm dead
I live in the raq, where it's cold at
I might die today, and I know that
Bro nem' got a pole, he got like two straps
Bitch I'm real as hell, and they don't get that
I just hit that hoe, she off my list yeah
Bitch I make these songs and I don't miss, yeah
Ya bitch might sing along I know I'm too official
I might fight the whole team by myself, cause I'm a loner
I might pop a bean by myself, cause I give no fucks
I be in the raq, where it's no love
More fake friends, I got more drugs
She said she want some more, she had like two cups
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Allen
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