fall3n
I got this thing down pat to a science
Bill Nye in this bitch with a
Blunt in my hand
Why pretend like you care
Bout his worst fears?
When you can hit me anytime
For some one on one
The last thing you asked for
If I cared about who you were before me
Bad days you'll have more
But you know how swift
That I can change the night
I put the lightening in ya eye
I caught ya falling
One handed catch
One inch from the road
Girl be honest
You just want someone
Falling
I don't wanna blame ya
For this honest thing
Sweating on my Oshin shirt
I feel like a coaster
Devil twerkin ass on me
Fitted in a faux fur
Lose your mind
Hear your quietest screams
Confronting nightmares
You opened your heart
To the finer things
Cartier rings
Saturn woodgrain
I lowered the bar
You on your simpin' shit
I'm on my pimpin' shit
Iceberg Slim'in shit
Hand on my balls
Keep replacing me
Feel like you're lost
You don't know what you want
Cause you don't know who you are
I caught ya
Falling
I feel like a coaster
One handed catch
One inch from the road
Girl be honest
You just want someone
You dig
Look at that
I'm flashing money
In the 70's
Pimp had money man
Pimp had money man
You see it right there
You see that green and gold Rolls Royce
That's mine child
The don
The archbishop don magic wand
Look at Cadillac
And the pimp god
They twirling jack
Twirling they got a gold coin on the end of that
To see who can just twirl the longest
Ya dig?
Bill Nye in this bitch with a
Blunt in my hand
Why pretend like you care
Bout his worst fears?
When you can hit me anytime
For some one on one
The last thing you asked for
If I cared about who you were before me
Bad days you'll have more
But you know how swift
That I can change the night
I put the lightening in ya eye
I caught ya falling
One handed catch
One inch from the road
Girl be honest
You just want someone
Falling
I don't wanna blame ya
For this honest thing
Sweating on my Oshin shirt
I feel like a coaster
Devil twerkin ass on me
Fitted in a faux fur
Lose your mind
Hear your quietest screams
Confronting nightmares
You opened your heart
To the finer things
Cartier rings
Saturn woodgrain
I lowered the bar
You on your simpin' shit
I'm on my pimpin' shit
Iceberg Slim'in shit
Hand on my balls
Keep replacing me
Feel like you're lost
You don't know what you want
Cause you don't know who you are
I caught ya
Falling
I feel like a coaster
One handed catch
One inch from the road
Girl be honest
You just want someone
You dig
Look at that
I'm flashing money
In the 70's
Pimp had money man
Pimp had money man
You see it right there
You see that green and gold Rolls Royce
That's mine child
The don
The archbishop don magic wand
Look at Cadillac
And the pimp god
They twirling jack
Twirling they got a gold coin on the end of that
To see who can just twirl the longest
Ya dig?
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Writer(s): Marques Nieves
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