Dear Lover (Bonus)

Piero this shit crazy
Man Paolo killed this shit

I swear niggas be haters
Pull out the racks just to fly to Jamaica
I really been balling these niggas some fakers
Up for a challenge there really no takers
I iced out my link just to show em the paper
Drac with a clip gave that nigga a taper
And I'm making her scream like she going through labor (I be)
Calling my guys and I told em let's ride
Bad lil Asian I keep on the side
She fuck with the lord so she throwing the five
So I blacked out the cat just to give me nine lives
Feeling like Von how I fuck with the ties
She attached to a nigga she fuck with the vibes
I blow out her back now she give me her mind
She told me let's do it like fuck it I'm live
45 rounds got two in the clip
Shawty a thotty she due for the dick
Keep me a Lilo to give em a stitch
And my granny a gangsta she kept her a switch
Feeling like Boosie I'll slap me a bitch
Trapping fanatic my money there is
She singing like Teena she switch up the pitch
Regardless to everything fuck it I'm rich
Nigga like me could never beg for attention
Rick with a Morty travel different dimensions
You say you that nigga get yo bitch out my mentions
Straight outta space how I make the extension
Told her I'm stress shawty took out the tension
Bad lil bitch send her straight to detention
Shawty a sergeant made me stand at attention
She know I'm a youngin but shorty a gremlin
Uh
Now I'm back on my bullshit
Catch that boy lacking now empty the full clip
She a 10/10 so I said fuck it and pulled it

10/10 I said fuck it and shoot it
Waka Flocka what he say oh let's do it
If it's up and it's stuck ima get all into it
Dear Lover know I had to redo it
This shit automatic bitch I'm in my zone
They wanna be like me they wan be my clone
I'm stroking yo bitch from the back while she moan
Keep talking crazy glock gon meet yo dome
Lower yo voice nigga bet watch yo tone
And if you gon try me my glock got a switch
We always together like Lilo and Stitch
What Zian nem said you lil bitty bitch
I'm asking these questions like what is the stich
Walk in the party buss down on my wrist
Shades on inside I'm high than a bitch
I'll serve you up cold like revenge is the dish
Wear an X on my back but an ex I won't miss
I'm keeping it simple like acronym kiss
Like adjusting the sliders bitch I never miss
Cougar named Haley yeah that is the miss
She coming in clutch with the snacks that I list
Anyway, its back to the track
You don't get no money let's go rack for rack
You stay telling lies let's go fact for fact
I'm not from LA but I'll boom you like Shaq
Now this shit over bitch hop off my sack



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Writer(s): Brandon Harris
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