See Me Fall
You see me in my videos a bad hoe an a trackhawk
Got your baby daddy mad he begging me to back off
Told him it ain't my fault you can't even get a stack off
That's why she wanna come an fuck on me I'm pulling all her tracks off
They wanna see me fall they don't wanna see me win
I know they hate to see me ridin in that brand new benz
Stuff a dub up in your burkin then I'm fucking on your friends
She ask me if I really I love her say it just depends
Is you gonna hold me down an pray for me when shit get real
Them police pull us over grab your purse an hide my steal
If you can do that for me baby then we got a deal
Then we gonna hit the city spend some money grab a meal
Then we gonna fuck it out
Don't go back to ya friends an tell em' shut your fuckin mouth
We gotta keep shit on the low that's what I'm really bout
I'm jus so young an I'm so turnt I jus be geeking out
I pour a she pop a an we start freakin now
I feel I found my sound I get on beats I'm killing shit
They say you sound like you from Boston boy I been legit
Was only fifteen grabbin bowls was really bendin shit
But now I'm twenty stackin bands you know I been the shit
I totaled up my last whip made it back an spent like thirty
You see me in the club what's in my cup I'm sippin dirty
If you been sleeping on me better wake up better hurry
Brodie he been clutchin on that shhh you know he shoot like curry
Cut all the capping out his diet he turn anorexic
My daddy from the streets he taught me well that's why I'm flexin
I came up from the mud that's why I always keep a weapon
Brodie got a ruga an you know I tote that smith n wesson
Ridin through the city smoking on this bubba pack
Been workin OT got my money doing jumping jacks
You up a ten ball an you know we finna double that
He keep on calling for his lady he won't get his honey back
You see me in my videos a bad hoe n a trackhawk
Got yo baby daddy mad he beggin me to back off
Told him it ain't my fault you can't even get a stack off
That's why she wanna come n fuck on me I'm pulling all her tracks off
They wanna see me fall they don't wanna see me win
I know they hate to see me ridin in that brand new benz
Stuff a dub up in yo burkin then I'm fuckin on yo friends
She ask me if I really I love her say it just depends
Said I Said I Said I said its just depends
Then I'm fucking on her friends
Got your baby daddy mad he begging me to back off
Told him it ain't my fault you can't even get a stack off
That's why she wanna come an fuck on me I'm pulling all her tracks off
They wanna see me fall they don't wanna see me win
I know they hate to see me ridin in that brand new benz
Stuff a dub up in your burkin then I'm fucking on your friends
She ask me if I really I love her say it just depends
Is you gonna hold me down an pray for me when shit get real
Them police pull us over grab your purse an hide my steal
If you can do that for me baby then we got a deal
Then we gonna hit the city spend some money grab a meal
Then we gonna fuck it out
Don't go back to ya friends an tell em' shut your fuckin mouth
We gotta keep shit on the low that's what I'm really bout
I'm jus so young an I'm so turnt I jus be geeking out
I pour a she pop a an we start freakin now
I feel I found my sound I get on beats I'm killing shit
They say you sound like you from Boston boy I been legit
Was only fifteen grabbin bowls was really bendin shit
But now I'm twenty stackin bands you know I been the shit
I totaled up my last whip made it back an spent like thirty
You see me in the club what's in my cup I'm sippin dirty
If you been sleeping on me better wake up better hurry
Brodie he been clutchin on that shhh you know he shoot like curry
Cut all the capping out his diet he turn anorexic
My daddy from the streets he taught me well that's why I'm flexin
I came up from the mud that's why I always keep a weapon
Brodie got a ruga an you know I tote that smith n wesson
Ridin through the city smoking on this bubba pack
Been workin OT got my money doing jumping jacks
You up a ten ball an you know we finna double that
He keep on calling for his lady he won't get his honey back
You see me in my videos a bad hoe n a trackhawk
Got yo baby daddy mad he beggin me to back off
Told him it ain't my fault you can't even get a stack off
That's why she wanna come n fuck on me I'm pulling all her tracks off
They wanna see me fall they don't wanna see me win
I know they hate to see me ridin in that brand new benz
Stuff a dub up in yo burkin then I'm fuckin on yo friends
She ask me if I really I love her say it just depends
Said I Said I Said I said its just depends
Then I'm fucking on her friends
Credits
Writer(s): Cody Deleskey
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