reflections
40 on my waistline, don't know how that is
All these hoes gon' waste time and that's how it is
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Baby I hate lying, baby I hate rules
I'll meet your parents when I'm comfortable with you
Her slide of hand when we get into my room
Yea baby get high, yeah get high, yeah
Yeah baby get high, yeah baby get high for real
Yeah I lost my sight, yeah I'm colorblind for real
I was told, that you gon' drop me off
Ain't hear a thing she said
I made my decision and she was gone
Waste time with the baddest bitches
and I can't get with the bitch I want
Hate life but damn let's get it
This money gon make it better for us
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Baby I get up again, up again, up again
My money counter hold the bands
Got my brothers, fuck a friend
Rebound Bosh, its out to Allen
His three pointer, goes again.
Packs come up and packs come in
Don't say the dark, its hardy bitch
Racing like it's 96'
Need for speed when I'm in France
I'ma say the obvious
But you gon' be the problem bitch
40 on my waistline, don't know how that is
All these hoes gon' waste time and that's how it is
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Baby I hate lying, baby I hate rules
I'll meet your parents when I'm comfortable with you
Her slide of hand when we get into my room
All these hoes gon' waste time and that's how it is
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Baby I hate lying, baby I hate rules
I'll meet your parents when I'm comfortable with you
Her slide of hand when we get into my room
Yea baby get high, yeah get high, yeah
Yeah baby get high, yeah baby get high for real
Yeah I lost my sight, yeah I'm colorblind for real
I was told, that you gon' drop me off
Ain't hear a thing she said
I made my decision and she was gone
Waste time with the baddest bitches
and I can't get with the bitch I want
Hate life but damn let's get it
This money gon make it better for us
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Baby I get up again, up again, up again
My money counter hold the bands
Got my brothers, fuck a friend
Rebound Bosh, its out to Allen
His three pointer, goes again.
Packs come up and packs come in
Don't say the dark, its hardy bitch
Racing like it's 96'
Need for speed when I'm in France
I'ma say the obvious
But you gon' be the problem bitch
40 on my waistline, don't know how that is
All these hoes gon' waste time and that's how it is
Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face
I can't lie, I see hers all the time
Baby I hate lying, baby I hate rules
I'll meet your parents when I'm comfortable with you
Her slide of hand when we get into my room
Credits
Writer(s): Dark Hardy
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