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Matthew Isaiah Barrera
Matthew Isaiah Barrera
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Logan Mize
Logan Mize
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Xaiah, aye, aye Shorty turned me to a believer Why the fuck I believe her? I was stupid for letting a hoe in Sometimes I really just wanna leave her, I know she ain't a keeper But she steady got me feeling locked in Said she wanna take a trip to Geneva, took a hit of sativa Got her mind on everything but her man Told her sorry but, I got to leave her I know she is a deceiver But, she got me feeling lit off the hen' Shorty she a bad lil bitch, she the baddest of them all Her insecurities got her in a trance She know she the baddest, but she got a lot of thinking on her mind So she need some confirmation from her friends Checking on her makeup all the time asking if she look fine When they tell her every time that she a ten Ask me if she better with or without, girl I'll fuck you both times Told lil shorty that I get off at ten Been through the highest of the highs and the lowest of the lows Even if I get a dub, I'm not content I'm looking right on to the next, in my future I see checks By my name, but that's not my intent I'm just trying to speak to the youth, got to use it that's the truth Otherwise, you'll live life with discontent Told her I don't want to hear you vent, had our time it came and went All the time wasn't time well spent So I heard she like you, well she like me too Shorty looking fire in those jeans sky blue We could link one day, make it times times two I ain't even seen the back, heard it's a pretty nice view, yeah You know that I love it when you back that ass up Ain't no need for insta comments, got yourself to gas up Girl, I like that shit, I'd be so stupid to pass up About to set the bar high for whoever after me, catch up Gassed up, watch them be like, "who that?" that's us Vibing cause' we chill with all the talking we backed up But, I don't do no talking, let my music stack up I swear she be a city girl the way that she And she gone hide the fact her baggage come with a Mack truck There ain't no need to unpack, so pack up And if you ain't about it, well I'm sorry, but that's tough I got my heart stuck on backed up Shorty she a bad lil bitch, she the baddest of them all Her insecurities got her in a trance She know she the baddest, but she got a lot of thinking on her mind So she need some confirmation from her friends Checking on her makeup all the time asking if she look fine When they tell her every time that she a ten Ask me if she better with or without, girl I'll fuck you both times Told lil shorty that I get off at ten, yeah
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