Your Lov3
For your touch, You got me geekin For your love
I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was
How the fuck we fall out, we had a son
I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones
I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you
I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)
I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you
These niggas be cappin dont really want beef
get to bumping that shit, might fuck up they streets
Had the drop on the opp Trying to kill him for weeks
These niggas be dissin', they wanna be me
But bae I'm the top of my hood'
And I ain't never gon' fall out about shit, cause it's not what it was
I'm CUB until the day i die, I ain't fuckin' with blood
We Catch him and smoke him we do it for bra
I hang out the window im trying send him up
When i post round the Carta Im geeking to up
These niggas aint fucking with me
We spin in a Tesla come back in a Jeep
We hopped out with switch and They got on they feet
Keep working on quacks come get You a P
You aint working yo Iron cant hop in my car
We swinging that drac work that bitch like guitar
CHARGE run the world they Know who we are
Im really outside more shots then A Bar
How u say that you my dawg and You dont fuck with me
Really outside of the Carta with That Switchy on me
All my young nigga know is chase Him down he might get on 1 knee
I got murder on my mind, Talking To the reaper when i sleep
I've been thugging round the Carta Niggas ain't knowing how it be
Really Catching dem bags out Utah, I might cool it with YB
For your touch, You got me geekin For your love
I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was
How the fuck we fall out, we had a son
I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones
I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you
I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)
I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you
For your touch, You got me geekin For your love
I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was
How the fuck we fall out, we had a son
I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones
I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you
I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)
I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you
I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was
How the fuck we fall out, we had a son
I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones
I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you
I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)
I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you
These niggas be cappin dont really want beef
get to bumping that shit, might fuck up they streets
Had the drop on the opp Trying to kill him for weeks
These niggas be dissin', they wanna be me
But bae I'm the top of my hood'
And I ain't never gon' fall out about shit, cause it's not what it was
I'm CUB until the day i die, I ain't fuckin' with blood
We Catch him and smoke him we do it for bra
I hang out the window im trying send him up
When i post round the Carta Im geeking to up
These niggas aint fucking with me
We spin in a Tesla come back in a Jeep
We hopped out with switch and They got on they feet
Keep working on quacks come get You a P
You aint working yo Iron cant hop in my car
We swinging that drac work that bitch like guitar
CHARGE run the world they Know who we are
Im really outside more shots then A Bar
How u say that you my dawg and You dont fuck with me
Really outside of the Carta with That Switchy on me
All my young nigga know is chase Him down he might get on 1 knee
I got murder on my mind, Talking To the reaper when i sleep
I've been thugging round the Carta Niggas ain't knowing how it be
Really Catching dem bags out Utah, I might cool it with YB
For your touch, You got me geekin For your love
I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was
How the fuck we fall out, we had a son
I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones
I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you
I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)
I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you
For your touch, You got me geekin For your love
I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was
How the fuck we fall out, we had a son
I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones
I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you
I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)
I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you
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Writer(s): Lil Gravy
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