Nothing 4 You To Say (feat. Toast)
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
You got me running back to you
You stick to me, sum like a tattoo
Run this money up so high i dont even know what to do
You always wanna be out all night
with yo fucking crew
Pull up to the fucking party
Yeah we five deep smoking Marley
Yo bitch sucking dick yeah surely
I didn't mean to take her bro sorry
Yeah, watch my blood until it drys out
I cut myself & i feel drought
Fuck my veins up until i go out
I cant change my mind
Now i'm stuck in doubt and i cant find you
I've got my ways to find things right through
I think i'm okay gon' carry this right through
I know you're hurt can see this shit right through
Girl do your worst in the end its gon' hurt you
Cant feel shit the pain that i went thru
You do you girl i dont even know you at all
But she told me that she loved me
Yeah you dont love me you just fronting
Looking for this money i be hunting
With lil toast yeah we get that money
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I cant fuck with these hoes
These niggas be so lame and so broke
With my crew you know i'm with lil toast
Sip codeine till i cant no more
shes a fan shes a fan
Shes a fan
That girl is a fan
Shes a fan
You got me running back to you
You stick to me, sum like a tattoo
Run this money up so high i dont even know what to do
You always wanna be out all night
with yo fucking crew
Pull up to the fucking party
Yeah we five deep smoking Marley
Yo bitch sucking dick yeah surely
I didn't mean to take her bro sorry
Yeah, watch my blood until it drys out
I cut myself & i feel drought
Fuck my veins up until i go out
I cant change my mind
Now i'm stuck in doubt and i cant find you
I've got my ways to find things right through
I think i'm okay gon' carry this right through
I know you're hurt can see this shit right through
Girl do your worst in the end its gon' hurt you
Cant feel shit the pain that i went thru
You do you girl i dont even know you at all
But she told me that she loved me
Yeah you dont love me you just fronting
Looking for this money i be hunting
With lil toast yeah we get that money
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I cant fuck with these hoes
These niggas be so lame and so broke
With my crew you know i'm with lil toast
Sip codeine till i cant no more
shes a fan shes a fan
Shes a fan
That girl is a fan
Shes a fan
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Writer(s): Ethan Smith
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