Breannan

I like it I party, hit cocaine, sip drank and smoke weed But at night in my bed, it's so lonely God couldn't even make the perfect woman for me Until somebody hold me down, I'm out here running these streets Oh, Breannan Lil' bitch, you know I can't stand it when you play the mind games Why babe? You could hit the highway I'll have you die on Friday and I'ma be in hell wit' you Well, I just found out my girl's been fucking an old partner lately Contemplating on why they hate me, act shady and try to play me She did this but still tell me "Oh, Virgil I want your baby" Like, stupid bitch, is you crazy? I wouldn't get you pregnant if you paid me And my other partner just dry-ass lyin' I know he a capper He make me wanna sharpen a toothbrush Stick the blade through his Adam's Apple I'm not innocent, I dibble and dabble But Eve told Adam, "Eat the apple" My only self defense mechanism is Lay their face inside the gravel I had to leave, 'cause she was too much to handle Running from love, got no standards Was talking 'bout changing Pampers Now it's just me overloading clothes in the hamper The house a mess, a disaster, I'm eating shrooms tryna manage I party, hit cocaine, sip drank and smoke weed But at night in my bed, it's so lonely God couldn't even make the perfect woman for me Until somebody hold me down, I'm out here running these streets Oh, Breannan Lil' bitch, you know I can't stand it when you play the mind games Why babe? You could hit the highway I'll have you die on Friday and I'ma be in hell wit' you (wit' you) Wit' you Wit' you, wit' you I party, hit cocaine, sip drank and smoke weed But at night in my bed, it's so lonely God couldn't even make the perfect woman for me Until somebody hold me down, I'm out here running these streets Oh, Breannan Lil' bitch, you know I can't stand it when you play the mind games Why babe? You could hit the highway I'll have you die on Friday and I'ma be in hell wit' you Wit' you Wit' you, wit' you