Tekst Utworu

(Silly of me to fall in love with a b*tch Knowing damn well I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger None of y'all b*tches can't f*ck with this n*gga named George Danny I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes I gets loc'd and looney B*tch you can't do me Do we look like BBD? You hoochie groupie) Yeah I been strong bong hitting With a long arm Reach inside my pocket watch the Don pull out a King Kong Smoke it 'til the thing gone B*tch you know the routine Crushing Drive real slow under moon beams, musing Dark blue I could never trust a b*tch I just got too much to lose And it's way too much to gain To be f*ckin' with 'em too So I focus on the highest quality I can produce 'cause We being honest I'm too good to f*ck with you so Kick rocks to the moon hoe Tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen Now I'm chilling smokin' piff in sophisticated position Oh and not to mention Feelin' better than I ever did without prescriptions (Feelin' better than I ever did without prescriptions) Chillin' smoking piff in sophisticated position (Chillin' smoking piff in sophisticated position) (Silly of me to fall in love with a b*tch Knowing damn well I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger None of y'all b*tches can't f*ck with this n*gga named George Danny I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes I gets loc'd and looney B*tch you can't do me Do we look like BBD? You hoochie groupie) Yeah, It's Don Price to you f*ckin' hoes Only my girl get to call me George She really love me, think I might propose But then again it's too much sh*t I think that I might know Won't catch me slipping though See me know I got the herb Smokin' help me calm my nerves 'Cause it's the worst When you know what a n*gga know It can be a blessing and a curse Gotta make it work Avoiding b*tches on my chirp Pushing forward Lotta money to be earned And I brace myself to take it with a firm gird Go ahead look up the word Put you to work Bring you up, that's what a Don do Only lace you with the realness I had donned too Now you is a Don too Smoking king kongs 'til the dawn break Always Never see me walking with a long face Swagger on 202 Add 420 to the theory and be down with us too, yeah (Silly of me to fall in love with a b*tch Knowing damn well I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger None of y'all b*tches can't f*ck with this n*gga named George Danny I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes I gets loc'd and looney B*tch you can't do me Do we look like BBD? You hoochie groupie) Roll after roll after roll after roll Just like this This is just the case You ever think you can ask me There's no f*cking way bro
Writer(s): George Pina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out