Innocence
Yeah, ohh yeah, ohh yeah
Is it me? Brr
Baby is it me that you're asking for, is it me?
Got a lotta weed, smoke all you want
Girl I'm back, for your ass, fine ass goin' down
Took a long time to reply, that's fine
It's all good when I'm in, it's all good
It's all good when you're out there boss
Ain't no stress, no stress on my level
Girl I've been on the wave, that biddy ain't on my level
Man I fucked a biddy, hit the pussy up, that's it
Oh I stopped to go pick that up, that's an interception
When I walk through, gyal ah pree, wonder who they mention
Check my mentions on Twitter, I still get mentioned
Blow bounce like the hydraulics up in the bitch
I'll still fuck the bitch, I'll still ignore the bitch
Fuck her, slap her face, moaning, she say she like it
Turn you over, fuck you from the back, let 'em hear it
I'm a freak, I'm a dog
I might hurt you shorty
I was on Molly before I got to the party
When I come down, fuck a come down, Imma turn up
Woah, catch a young nigga Woods with them shorties 'til the sun up
I'm still smoking on loud
Girl reach to the car for a second, make her cum four times in the hood
I'm a south side nigga
Yeah, make one call to my south side, nigga (one time)
Woah, what's goin' in the city, Suhville my nigga
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga (what's good)
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga (what's good)
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga yeah (what's good)
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga (what's good)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
On road, every day it's a new ting
Who, who's got a problem, who else want a ring
Everybody wanna shine, number one stunner
While we mob in the city, niggas robbin' 'cause of hunger
Mama ain't seein' nothin', she on the same shit
Young nigga don't wanna keep eating the same dish
Lost in his mind for a bit
Gotta move on over, my girl turn bitch
Makes sense of this life again
They're not involved in what I've been saying with ya'
Niggas need somethin' to do, get the bigger picture
Before they starvin', we gotta fix a widow
We were all lost together, so I step up with ya
I'm in the six but I'm tryna' get comfortable
My niggas told me that workin' they nights late in studio
Same shit a year ago
Bitches is workin' the telly, my niggas OT got the work around
Whatchu mean she actin' crazy?
Now whatchu mean niggas is trapped in the city?
Now whatchu mean niggas is packin' up?
Seen all the fakes tryna' get around
Salute real niggas, stay real nigga
True to your life, to yourself nigga
You only lie to yourself nigga, that is gon' make me not fuck with ya'
I'm doin' me, you do you nigga
No one else can see nothin' too, oh, woah
Is it me? Brr
Baby is it me that you're asking for, is it me?
Got a lotta weed, smoke all you want
Girl I'm back, for your ass, fine ass goin' down
Took a long time to reply, that's fine
It's all good when I'm in, it's all good
It's all good when you're out there boss
Ain't no stress, no stress on my level
Girl I've been on the wave, that biddy ain't on my level
Man I fucked a biddy, hit the pussy up, that's it
Oh I stopped to go pick that up, that's an interception
When I walk through, gyal ah pree, wonder who they mention
Check my mentions on Twitter, I still get mentioned
Blow bounce like the hydraulics up in the bitch
I'll still fuck the bitch, I'll still ignore the bitch
Fuck her, slap her face, moaning, she say she like it
Turn you over, fuck you from the back, let 'em hear it
I'm a freak, I'm a dog
I might hurt you shorty
I was on Molly before I got to the party
When I come down, fuck a come down, Imma turn up
Woah, catch a young nigga Woods with them shorties 'til the sun up
I'm still smoking on loud
Girl reach to the car for a second, make her cum four times in the hood
I'm a south side nigga
Yeah, make one call to my south side, nigga (one time)
Woah, what's goin' in the city, Suhville my nigga
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga (what's good)
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga (what's good)
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga yeah (what's good)
Suhville wagwan my nigga (what's good), wagwan in the city my nigga (what's good)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
Still fucked up, we still fucked up (What's good?)
On road, every day it's a new ting
Who, who's got a problem, who else want a ring
Everybody wanna shine, number one stunner
While we mob in the city, niggas robbin' 'cause of hunger
Mama ain't seein' nothin', she on the same shit
Young nigga don't wanna keep eating the same dish
Lost in his mind for a bit
Gotta move on over, my girl turn bitch
Makes sense of this life again
They're not involved in what I've been saying with ya'
Niggas need somethin' to do, get the bigger picture
Before they starvin', we gotta fix a widow
We were all lost together, so I step up with ya
I'm in the six but I'm tryna' get comfortable
My niggas told me that workin' they nights late in studio
Same shit a year ago
Bitches is workin' the telly, my niggas OT got the work around
Whatchu mean she actin' crazy?
Now whatchu mean niggas is trapped in the city?
Now whatchu mean niggas is packin' up?
Seen all the fakes tryna' get around
Salute real niggas, stay real nigga
True to your life, to yourself nigga
You only lie to yourself nigga, that is gon' make me not fuck with ya'
I'm doin' me, you do you nigga
No one else can see nothin' too, oh, woah
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Writer(s): Spencer Brewer
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