Lyrics

Course Every time you call my phone imma fall thru I know you low key fucking all but I'm a dog too We just fucking Ioon tryna turn your heart blue We make a movie when we done make a part 2 Know I'm out the hood but they treat me as a pop star If they reaching my chain imma leave my show in a cop car Give you what you want girl I promise that ain't to hard I been coming to you fast probably pull up in a nascar Take you on a spree imma buy you what you want I know that you a freak you can fuck me how you want I imagine you was me every time I'm alone You was scratching on my back I watch your man call your phone You don't gotta be a shame imma pour out All this lean while you pouring out your heart I got you calling out my name girl you Know that pussy water bitch yeen even smart I told her let get into it ioon wanna Talk you got me run into It like i can't walk Girl that nigga lame he a driving salt I Better not catch him in the yard when I drop you off Keep on saying that I'm quiet probably cause I'm traumatized Seems like all my niggas dying I see you on the other side She ask me how them perks make me feels I can't explain it I'm the only dude in booth got me sanging you said you want a son But for me it's better when it raining You will never get the picture so I pour a whole pain in Say he with you all week so Imma you on the weekend Girl I'm only 5'0 feet but I'm still going deep in Course Every time you call my phone imma fall thru I know you low key fucking all but I'm a dog too We just fucking Ioon tryna turn your heart blue We make a movie when we done make a part 2 Know I'm out the hood but they treat me as a pop star If they reaching my chain imma leave my show in a cop car Give you what you want girl I promise that ain't to hard I been coming to you fast probably pull up in a nascar
Writer(s): Kobe Crawford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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