Lyrics

I know I got you waiting Slowly plotting on you Putting gas in the whip Girl I'm still at the station 2am flex and I'm always kinda late Girl, I know you losing patience Never got a handout Look at where I stand now I'm tryna make a statement I do this by myself I don't need nobody help VVS's on my bracelet I don't know if I can take it A lick of liquor only time I ever do the chasing If she looking like it's worth it, worth it Only time I ever do the saving Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Let me show you how I live If you really tryna see I might throw you on the bed I might get you on your knees Wanna keep her jubilee I'm going on a killing spree How you fit that ass in denim jeans? Lemme pull up with the green Tryna have a conversation I be too gone of the shits Bring the choppa, let it hit Keep the 40 on their hip Spend a thousand on the fit I might put ice on my bih They don't wanna see me win (They don't wanna see me win) Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente I paid my dues I ain't got shit to lose I might fuck your girl I might fuck her too I been doing my thing I'm still bossed up, doing my thing Got the weapon by me If anybody wanna fucking try a thing, oh I know they mad at me Cause I raised my salary Pull up on me You won't do a thing I guarantee Everybody said that they'd be there for me But I don't see nobody care for me And when it come down to it, who there for me? Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente Caliente, caliente
Writer(s): Ivan Neguith Rojas Caraballo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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