BashfulShawty
Shawty wanna party, fuck a Rari this a Jeep
Listening to Marley, smoke like Marley when I speed
Played me like Atari, fuck Amari I'm too beat
She gon' roll my weed, ain't even peep she stole my key
I'm too bashfulshawty, smoke a lot it keep me cool
Medicated baby, Lithium gone help my mood
Sinning ain't yo business, pray to god? Oh' yes I do
Steady heavy slitting, dripping blood it make a pool
I'm too bad for you (I'm too bad for you)
I'm too bad for you (I'm too bad for you)
I'm too bad for you (I'm too bad for you)
I'm gon crash on you
I'm gon crash on you
I'm gon black on you
I put 50 racks on you
Yeah my niggas sinners, we want bigger figures, boo
I would sin for you
All the songs, I live for you
Roll it up, crush the molly in the cup
Forty blunts, fuck a slut go turn me up
Sipping purple off the maple, this no wok
I'm off Ciroc, syrup pancakes on the block
Smoking blocky block, popping bottles out the shop
Miss my thot a lot
Slit my wrists like camouflage
I'm too bad for you
Off the act, we act a fool
I'm too bad for you, smoking gas I forget you
I'm too bad for you, I put 50 racks on you
He can have you, boo, he gon' wear camo for you
I'm too bashfulshawty, smoke a lot it keep me cool
Medicated baby, Lithium gon' help my mood
Sinning ain't your business, pray to god? Oh yes I do! (Yes I do!)
Ayy,
Oh yes I do!
Oh yes I do!
Oh yes I do!
Listening to Marley, smoke like Marley when I speed
Played me like Atari, fuck Amari I'm too beat
She gon' roll my weed, ain't even peep she stole my key
I'm too bashfulshawty, smoke a lot it keep me cool
Medicated baby, Lithium gone help my mood
Sinning ain't yo business, pray to god? Oh' yes I do
Steady heavy slitting, dripping blood it make a pool
I'm too bad for you (I'm too bad for you)
I'm too bad for you (I'm too bad for you)
I'm too bad for you (I'm too bad for you)
I'm gon crash on you
I'm gon crash on you
I'm gon black on you
I put 50 racks on you
Yeah my niggas sinners, we want bigger figures, boo
I would sin for you
All the songs, I live for you
Roll it up, crush the molly in the cup
Forty blunts, fuck a slut go turn me up
Sipping purple off the maple, this no wok
I'm off Ciroc, syrup pancakes on the block
Smoking blocky block, popping bottles out the shop
Miss my thot a lot
Slit my wrists like camouflage
I'm too bad for you
Off the act, we act a fool
I'm too bad for you, smoking gas I forget you
I'm too bad for you, I put 50 racks on you
He can have you, boo, he gon' wear camo for you
I'm too bashfulshawty, smoke a lot it keep me cool
Medicated baby, Lithium gon' help my mood
Sinning ain't your business, pray to god? Oh yes I do! (Yes I do!)
Ayy,
Oh yes I do!
Oh yes I do!
Oh yes I do!
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Writer(s): Murdok Kaine
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