Sick flow
(Desire)
(You know you rockin' with Rada)
I'm a motherfucking soldier, every night I'm doped up
You can hear it in my voice, that's why I need to pour up (Yeah)
I was drinking that dirty ass water in the cell
Think you at the top then I'ma meet you there, yeah
Yeah, panoramic roof, yeah, I'm on snooze
My diamonds shinin' in the light, got it like ooh'
Hit em' with the one-two, hit her like Mike
Ooh yeah, baby, I like when you ride bike
Oo-la-la-la, you my type, and I'ma get you right, ho
Pour lean in my Sprite, pour lean, I forget
I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up, I'm sick as fuck, I'm doped up
I'm poured up, yeah, I want more, uh
Ooh, don't fuck with us
Yeah, knife to your gut
Yeah, I'm on drank baby
Ooh, no robitussin
Ooh, straight codeine
Yeah, I'm slowed up
Ooh, like promethazine, yeah, I'm gettin' green
Yeah, It's a holiday, yeah, when you with me
Yeah, she off Whitney, I'm on Bobby Brown, I'm kidding
Yeah, but I'm close to it, I'm fucking her right now I know it's good
If I need somewhere to crash, I know it's good
Yeah, let me hop up in my bag, I could still do it
I got more money than I had, last year baby, yeah
Do some quick shit get ya' whacked, playin' with me boy
Yeah, you the type to go rat, you's a little boy
(Desire)
(You know you rockin' with Rada)
I'm a motherfucking soldier, every night I'm doped up
You can hear it in my voice, that's why I need to pour up (Yeah)
I was drinking that dirty ass water in the cell
Think you at the top then I'ma meet you there, yeah
Yeah, panoramic roof, yeah, I'm on snooze
My diamonds shinin' in the light, got it like ooh'
Hit em' with the one-two, hit her like Mike
Ooh yeah, baby, I like when you ride bike
Oo-la-la-la, you my type, and I'ma get you right, ho
Pour lean in my Sprite, pour lean, I forget
I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up, I'm sick as fuck, I'm doped up
I'm poured up, yeah, I want more, uh
Ooh, don't fuck with us
Yeah, knife to your gut
Yeah, I'm on drank baby
Ooh, no robitussin
Ooh, straight codeine
Yeah, I'm slowed up
Ooh, like promethazine, yeah, I'm gettin' green
Yeah, It's a holiday, yeah, when you with me
Yeah, she off Whitney, I'm on Bobby Brown, I'm kidding
Yeah, but I'm close to it, I'm fucking her right now I know it's good
If I need somewhere to crash, I know it's good
Yeah, let me hop up in my bag, I could still do it
I got more money than I had, last year baby, yeah
Do some quick shit get ya' whacked, playin' with me boy
Yeah, you the type to go rat, you's a little boy
(Desire)
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