Tree
Damn BBG
Oh okay, she wanna fuck today, I said whoa, no way
You just a thot, I seen you playing
Stay away, I know how you treat the other one
Your words are fake, I know I'm better all alone
I still don't know, yeah
And I see you stringing me along
And I'm off five bowls of the bong
I guess every move I made was wrong
Yeah, where do I belong
I thought I was strong, yeah
I've been so alone, smoking on this strong, forget about that one
Oh okay, she wanna fuck today, I said whoa, no way
You just a thot, I seen you playing
Stay away, I know how you treat the other one
Your words are fake, I know I'm better all alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold on, hold on
You not even close
This Rick Owens on the clothes
And I got that Chrome
I spend a bag at Melrose
Smoking on the way home
I got so much dope
Purple Punch, I got loads
OG Kush I'm gon' smoke
They don't know what's in my brain
Filter on what I be saying
Look what's on my chain
Yeah, bitch, that's my name
I open new doors
I'm way up, y'all the floor
Bitch, I could've took you to the store
I'll buy you anything and more
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh okay, she wanna fuck today, I said whoa, no way
You just a thot, I seen you playing
Stay away, I know how you treat the other one
Your words are fake, I know I'm better all alone
Oh okay, she wanna fuck today, I said whoa, no way
You just a thot, I seen you playing
Stay away, I know how you treat the other one
Your words are fake, I know I'm better all alone
I still don't know, yeah
And I see you stringing me along
And I'm off five bowls of the bong
I guess every move I made was wrong
Yeah, where do I belong
I thought I was strong, yeah
I've been so alone, smoking on this strong, forget about that one
Oh okay, she wanna fuck today, I said whoa, no way
You just a thot, I seen you playing
Stay away, I know how you treat the other one
Your words are fake, I know I'm better all alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold on, hold on
You not even close
This Rick Owens on the clothes
And I got that Chrome
I spend a bag at Melrose
Smoking on the way home
I got so much dope
Purple Punch, I got loads
OG Kush I'm gon' smoke
They don't know what's in my brain
Filter on what I be saying
Look what's on my chain
Yeah, bitch, that's my name
I open new doors
I'm way up, y'all the floor
Bitch, I could've took you to the store
I'll buy you anything and more
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh okay, she wanna fuck today, I said whoa, no way
You just a thot, I seen you playing
Stay away, I know how you treat the other one
Your words are fake, I know I'm better all alone
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Writer(s): Blake Bg
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