Ily :)

Baby girl you look so stunning you already know I love you
So there is no time for fronting
And I'm gonna stop the running
Baby give me all your loving
Give some hugs it's time for fucking
Got some money need some counting
All these pussy's crying and pouting

But you say I'm manic (yeah)
Why she crying now it getting frantic (yeah)
When you said that shit I don't think you meant it
But do you resent it, quit all this repenting (yeah)

Every song I make a thousand
So quit all your crying and pouting
Twenty songs that's twenty thousand
Just met Roblow so quit the frowning
So much money it ain't counted
Y'all don't know nothing much about it
Walked in the room and now it's crowed
Just stole your bitch cus I'm so clouted

Baby girl you look so stunning you already know I love you
So there is no time for fronting
And I'm gonna stop the running
Baby give me all your loving
Give some hugs it's time for fucking
Got some money need some counting
All these pussy's crying and pouting

People telling me to lay off the shooters
Sorry bout your bitch motherfucker I took her
Yeah I shoot my shot like Devein Booker
Wine and dined you know I fucked her
Don't got no love cus she a one nighter
Roll me a blunt then pass me a lighter
Get out your feels cus no one like ya
You moving slow cus you a retard ya

Baby girl you look stunning you already know I love you
So there is no time for fronting
And I'm gonna stop the running
Baby give me all your loving
Give some hugs it's time for fucking
Got some money need some counting
All these pussy's crying and pouting

But you say I'm manic (yeah)
Why she crying now it getting frantic (yeah)
When you said that shit I don't think you meant it
But do you resent it, quit all this repenting (yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Blowers
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