Falling In Luv
Wvtts up
Free Greedo
Still keep the stick in my coat
It's not a pico
Four-five you could look through the peephole
Bloaw
No it ain't legal
So I watch out for cars that look like them people
Bitch want a ring
She sound like Sméagol
Gandalf with the stick
Cast a spell to get us rich
I want the bag that's it
Can't fall in love with no witch
I told you I love you I lied
Off 3 type of drugs
You could see that I'm high
Flowing my words I guess I'm too sly
Need a bad bitch who don't give a fuck
That just want the bucks
Like let's run it up
She know I might cheat but don't flirt in the club
Know what's the Vz when it come to us
Trafficking keys she gon hop on the bus
Doing the things that's earning my trust
I swear it's love not lust
Ain't nobody fucking with us
Bonnie and Clyde together we ride
She peeping the vibes pulled me to the side
Baby do you got ya nine?
Nah I got a four-five
I don't want a good girl I like a slut
Skip the small talk I'm trying to fuck
Pretty face with a nice butt
Ain't shooting no shot I'm trying my luck
Bitch I get active
Fat ass ima smack it
Hit it on the couch
I said fuck the mattress
Hit till she quiver
Get her wetter than a river
But after she come I'ma dismiss her
She ain't mine I don't own her
She do what she want to
But if she a hoe then I cannot condone her
She got DSL so I know she a throat goat
And if she not I'ma make her one
When you suck me up put ya hair in a messy bun
So when I fuck ya face we could have some fun
Baby we is young
I'm not tryna wife you
But if I like you I'ma three night you
Trapping in the sun till the moon
That's why we keep the tanners
Bitches love me cause I'm a gangsta with manners
And I don't do shit for the cameras
Ima always keep it real she respect that
Young nigga handle business can't neglect that
And when niggas talk crazy he correct that
You can't hate me cause I'm focused where the check at
Crippin with the purple flag yea he rep that
Disrespect put a bullet where ya neck at
P said aim for the chest if you wanna catch a head tap
Need a bad bitch who don't give a fuck
That just want the bucks
Like let's run it up
She know I might cheat but don't flirt in the club
Know what's the vs when it come to us
Trafficking keys she gon hop on the bus
Doing the things that's earning my trust
I swear it's love not lust
Ain't nobody fucking with us
Bonnie and Clyde together we ride
She peeping the vibes pulled me to the side
Baby do you got ya nine?
Nah I got a four-five
Free Greedo
Still keep the stick in my coat
It's not a pico
Four-five you could look through the peephole
Bloaw
No it ain't legal
So I watch out for cars that look like them people
Bitch want a ring
She sound like Sméagol
Gandalf with the stick
Cast a spell to get us rich
I want the bag that's it
Can't fall in love with no witch
I told you I love you I lied
Off 3 type of drugs
You could see that I'm high
Flowing my words I guess I'm too sly
Need a bad bitch who don't give a fuck
That just want the bucks
Like let's run it up
She know I might cheat but don't flirt in the club
Know what's the Vz when it come to us
Trafficking keys she gon hop on the bus
Doing the things that's earning my trust
I swear it's love not lust
Ain't nobody fucking with us
Bonnie and Clyde together we ride
She peeping the vibes pulled me to the side
Baby do you got ya nine?
Nah I got a four-five
I don't want a good girl I like a slut
Skip the small talk I'm trying to fuck
Pretty face with a nice butt
Ain't shooting no shot I'm trying my luck
Bitch I get active
Fat ass ima smack it
Hit it on the couch
I said fuck the mattress
Hit till she quiver
Get her wetter than a river
But after she come I'ma dismiss her
She ain't mine I don't own her
She do what she want to
But if she a hoe then I cannot condone her
She got DSL so I know she a throat goat
And if she not I'ma make her one
When you suck me up put ya hair in a messy bun
So when I fuck ya face we could have some fun
Baby we is young
I'm not tryna wife you
But if I like you I'ma three night you
Trapping in the sun till the moon
That's why we keep the tanners
Bitches love me cause I'm a gangsta with manners
And I don't do shit for the cameras
Ima always keep it real she respect that
Young nigga handle business can't neglect that
And when niggas talk crazy he correct that
You can't hate me cause I'm focused where the check at
Crippin with the purple flag yea he rep that
Disrespect put a bullet where ya neck at
P said aim for the chest if you wanna catch a head tap
Need a bad bitch who don't give a fuck
That just want the bucks
Like let's run it up
She know I might cheat but don't flirt in the club
Know what's the vs when it come to us
Trafficking keys she gon hop on the bus
Doing the things that's earning my trust
I swear it's love not lust
Ain't nobody fucking with us
Bonnie and Clyde together we ride
She peeping the vibes pulled me to the side
Baby do you got ya nine?
Nah I got a four-five
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Writer(s): Blandon Smith
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