Uriel (feat. Zouli)
Baby ride it like you never rode
What are we like baby I don't know
Tell the reaper you can take my soul
Whatever in this Blunt it make me slow
Insecurities
Cuz shit ain't really what it seem to be
You ever wonder whatchu mean to me?
Sippin on tha Hennessy
And the Backwood for the pain
Had a thing for you before I even knew yo name
Cold like Johnny dang
Bust down icin' on my ring
Chappa make yo body spin like wheels up on a chain
Love me like you never did
True I never let you in, at least I kept you relevant.
Baby ride it like you never rode
What are we like baby I don't know
Tell the reaper you can take my soul
Whatever in this Blunt it make me slow
Too many questions you asked again ahh
But I'd be lying if I was truthful
On the real I just be sayin shit when I'm intoxicated
Two faced hoes throw pitty parties imma just replace them
Can tell you hate me baby u ain't gotta say it
Make me lose patience one more time I slay ya Hardly waited
All these drugs in my body think u a hallucination
Pinch my arm are you real? I can hardly tell
I'm just tryna think
Who gon' ride?
Yo tone won't let it slide
Come slide bitch we outside
Bunch of hoes wanna stalk and it's blast when we rock out
We fell out for a minute guess we back now so tonight I tell you.
Baby ride it like you never rode
What are we like baby I don't know
Tell the reaper you can take my soul
Whatever in this Blunt it make me slow
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
What are we like baby I don't know
Tell the reaper you can take my soul
Whatever in this Blunt it make me slow
Insecurities
Cuz shit ain't really what it seem to be
You ever wonder whatchu mean to me?
Sippin on tha Hennessy
And the Backwood for the pain
Had a thing for you before I even knew yo name
Cold like Johnny dang
Bust down icin' on my ring
Chappa make yo body spin like wheels up on a chain
Love me like you never did
True I never let you in, at least I kept you relevant.
Baby ride it like you never rode
What are we like baby I don't know
Tell the reaper you can take my soul
Whatever in this Blunt it make me slow
Too many questions you asked again ahh
But I'd be lying if I was truthful
On the real I just be sayin shit when I'm intoxicated
Two faced hoes throw pitty parties imma just replace them
Can tell you hate me baby u ain't gotta say it
Make me lose patience one more time I slay ya Hardly waited
All these drugs in my body think u a hallucination
Pinch my arm are you real? I can hardly tell
I'm just tryna think
Who gon' ride?
Yo tone won't let it slide
Come slide bitch we outside
Bunch of hoes wanna stalk and it's blast when we rock out
We fell out for a minute guess we back now so tonight I tell you.
Baby ride it like you never rode
What are we like baby I don't know
Tell the reaper you can take my soul
Whatever in this Blunt it make me slow
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Credits
Writer(s): G K
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