Shut the doe man
(Man, shut the doe man)
(Pussy ass)
Look, I've been tryna get the green
But for her love I'm like a fein
I haven't seen her in a minute
So she popped up in my dreams
She my dream girl
Not talking bout no Effie or no Deena
I want real love
Like, I can be the Martin to ya Gina
Sippin' Gin with my OG
We bout to take another shot
I don't communicate with exes
All them hoes is gettin' blocked
When imma tie the knot?
I don't know
I really want them racks
I like my money like my jeans
Hella stacked
Damn
I'm only tryna get Mils'
She think I'm paying bills
Baby I can't climb another hill
I'm only tryna chill
I can't roll a wood
But I can give you some if you can take it
We ain't stoppin' til you cum
So if you tired, you better fake it
Till you make it
I'm praying to the highest
Ima make it
When bread ain't come to me
I used to be the one to take it
(And that's on God Nigga!)
(Man what's wrong with these niggas man, turn me the fuck up)
Look
I couldn't stand the rain
I had to save my girl from dating lames
And she the last shot imma shoot
Wait i'm not talking Tory Lanez
I'm talking buying chains
Girl you can get this ring
If you're for me
Girl if your body was a drug
I'm pretty sure I would OD
Can't have a single dose
I'm out the mix
I stay away from hoes
If I'm not doing shit with you
I'm probably outside with the bros
I'm rolling zips up
Ya ex dude
Probably couldn't keep up
I never thought the two of us would link up
That made you think huh?
Shut the doe man
(Pussy ass)
Look, I've been tryna get the green
But for her love I'm like a fein
I haven't seen her in a minute
So she popped up in my dreams
She my dream girl
Not talking bout no Effie or no Deena
I want real love
Like, I can be the Martin to ya Gina
Sippin' Gin with my OG
We bout to take another shot
I don't communicate with exes
All them hoes is gettin' blocked
When imma tie the knot?
I don't know
I really want them racks
I like my money like my jeans
Hella stacked
Damn
I'm only tryna get Mils'
She think I'm paying bills
Baby I can't climb another hill
I'm only tryna chill
I can't roll a wood
But I can give you some if you can take it
We ain't stoppin' til you cum
So if you tired, you better fake it
Till you make it
I'm praying to the highest
Ima make it
When bread ain't come to me
I used to be the one to take it
(And that's on God Nigga!)
(Man what's wrong with these niggas man, turn me the fuck up)
Look
I couldn't stand the rain
I had to save my girl from dating lames
And she the last shot imma shoot
Wait i'm not talking Tory Lanez
I'm talking buying chains
Girl you can get this ring
If you're for me
Girl if your body was a drug
I'm pretty sure I would OD
Can't have a single dose
I'm out the mix
I stay away from hoes
If I'm not doing shit with you
I'm probably outside with the bros
I'm rolling zips up
Ya ex dude
Probably couldn't keep up
I never thought the two of us would link up
That made you think huh?
Shut the doe man
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