Paradise On Wheel
You see me balling
I been callling
I been calling you for days
And i just took off
I keep on ducking
All them bitches throwing shade
And i keep on balling ay regardless
You know haters they gon hate
And you don't want go back
To them niggas
You been tryna chill for days
Shorty peep the clutch
Niggas they know wassup
I got all this shit on lock
And some of it ain't have to touch
I get to duck with ease
Shorty you rolling with me
If it ain't broke
Ay then don't touch we gon let that shit be
I get you faded then dip
I got my hands on yo hip
You know I'm all about my chicken
That was off of the rip
Now let's slide
We chill for tonight
I tell you bout positions
How that shit coincidence
And i was just hoping you ain't too
Bruised up from the last run
And you don't gotta go back to them niggas
I know that was just to past time
We be knowing they do the most
I was tryna keep you close
I kept my phone on vibrate we had the best time
This shit can't be real
Ask me how i feel
I start thinking
You still here yea
I know i folded
I'm closer to the edge
I pull you close
While im sitting on bed
Im losing focus
It's going to head
I left too early
It's things i should've said
You see me balling
I been callling
I been calling you for days
And i just took off
I keep on ducking
All them bitches throwing shade
And i kept on balling ay regardless
You know haters they gon hate
And you don't want go back
To them niggas
You been tryn chill for days
I been callling
I been calling you for days
And i just took off
I keep on ducking
All them bitches throwing shade
And i keep on balling ay regardless
You know haters they gon hate
And you don't want go back
To them niggas
You been tryna chill for days
Shorty peep the clutch
Niggas they know wassup
I got all this shit on lock
And some of it ain't have to touch
I get to duck with ease
Shorty you rolling with me
If it ain't broke
Ay then don't touch we gon let that shit be
I get you faded then dip
I got my hands on yo hip
You know I'm all about my chicken
That was off of the rip
Now let's slide
We chill for tonight
I tell you bout positions
How that shit coincidence
And i was just hoping you ain't too
Bruised up from the last run
And you don't gotta go back to them niggas
I know that was just to past time
We be knowing they do the most
I was tryna keep you close
I kept my phone on vibrate we had the best time
This shit can't be real
Ask me how i feel
I start thinking
You still here yea
I know i folded
I'm closer to the edge
I pull you close
While im sitting on bed
Im losing focus
It's going to head
I left too early
It's things i should've said
You see me balling
I been callling
I been calling you for days
And i just took off
I keep on ducking
All them bitches throwing shade
And i kept on balling ay regardless
You know haters they gon hate
And you don't want go back
To them niggas
You been tryn chill for days
Credits
Writer(s): Duvon Brown
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