Live Like That

I can never walk past pagan Baby, I don't live like that I heard that your sex is amazing Pretty one, throw it back We know the truth Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes All of these bands, I can't spend it on you Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude They Forrest Gump, aye But you already know that Right off skiddin' 'round the ends, what a throwback Skengs on peds, like bro - bro, smoke that You're talking 'bout drillings that you've never done A boy should've drop, but the Beretta jam We was cool back then Now if we see dem, then we wetting man Chatty on the net, it's so dumb See us in the flesh, they don't want none Squarin' every week on the opps, it was so fun I ain't got the time, I'm gettin' money, but you know that I'm beefin' with some cowards I don't know at Covering their face in their vids, then they love chat See the man It's pressure and they can't hack Need more blickies, back then, it was bruck backs I can never walk past pagan Baby, I don't live like that I heard that your sex is amazing Pretty one, throw it back We know the truth Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes All of these bands, I can't spend it on you Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude We know the truth, baby I'm loose HS Gaza Should've wore a vest, leavin' stitches, not plaster GG ching it and he give it to me after Designer belts, and my pants still saggin' Splash, I'm braggin', broad-day bangin' Arsène Wenger they can't manage Brother, what happened? I thought you was baddest How many times have they jetted for me? Baby, I could have you, but could you get for me? Baby, I could have you, but could you get for me? 'Cause I got plenty gally lined, but that's another story Don't talk about the opps, dem boys stress Who gets the most opps? Let's have a bet Back then, it was the (?) gettin' vexed And my caramel ten got her pissin' off my ex I can never walk past pagan Baby, I don't live like that I heard that your sex is amazing Pretty one, throw it back We know the truth Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes All of these bands, I can't spend it on you Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude I can never walk past pagan Baby, I don't live like that I heard that your sex is amazing Pretty one, throw it back We know the truth Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes All of these bands, I can't spend it on you Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude