Fiend

I ain't playin' with your mind,
If I say it then I mean it.
Kill the Vickies everytime,
Bitches wanna know your secrets...
Poppin' but it's not a party,
Henney poured and the weed lit.
Shawty know I fuck her prolly,
Say her favorite is the Weeknd.
Girl I need you for a weekend.
Bet I have you all in love with me by this week's end
Couldn't tell you why they sleepin'
All I know is that I'm fiendin'
Girl you know a nigga fiendin' Who you tryin to leave this scene with?
Young nigga bout to take off,
Thought you knew this.
Wearing clothes you should take off,
Lord knows I love a nudist.
In my mind, I got us mapped out,
you should come and peep the blueprint.
You should let a nigga do shit, few tricks, put you up on new shit, shit.

Girl you got me fiendin'
Swear you got me fiendin' Swear you got me fiendin'

For what it's worth, I think you worth it.
When a real one hit you line, answer like it's urgent.
If I know she sell it, I don't never give in to urges
Man I swear you slay em out of line
Lord have mercy You competing with these other bitches never,
All time finest slash best I ever had
Girl you on the list forever.
Bad enough to make me get my shit together.
That's the shit a nigga need.
A woman that can hold it down and tend to a nigga needs.
Grow with me then become a nigga queen.
Malcolm's mind, I'ma get you "by any means"
Can't lie, you fit just right for a king.
When I'm sleep you mine, but in real life you're a dream.

till beat ends...



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Lustig, Andrew Glover
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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