Smokin' a lotta gas when I came inside that place, yeah (Yeah) Steppin' on road, won't go outside without my waist, yeah (Yeah) Sticks and stones, I swear to God these niggas so fake, yeah All on her phone, she tellin' her girl just how I taste, yeah
Dropped it, now I can't wait on dates, bustin' up on days by days Topic now, I'm stayin' on stage, sauce him up like A1 steak Can't fuck with 12, tryna run my place, know this the system with my mates Open up like Heaven's gates, spoke enough, I keep it safe Did my time and didn't tell, loop me in on this intel Said she was gay, I couldn't tell, say he want smoke, I wish him well (Well) Say I can get 'em all she need, I'm so epic like LA Reid Doin' that race, I got the lead, look at your face, it's obsolete (Yeah)
Smokin' a lotta gas when I came inside that place, yeah (Bitch) Steppin' on road, won't go outside without my waist, yeah Sticks and stones, I swear to God these niggas so fake, yeah All on her phone, she tellin' her girl just how I taste, yeah
Doing these rounds, I'm sellin' this product, Mary Kay, yeah Bookin' a hotel, I ain't showin' her where I stay, yeah Look at my ice, she wanna know how much I just paid, yeah Diggin' up dirt, she doin' her research on my name, yeah Never home alone, I'm with the dogs, I give her space, yeah Better watch the throne, I'm at my table filled with spades, yeah And I came back home, that's how they know I beat the case, yeah I can't stay that long, I got a schedule full of dates, yeah
Smokin' a lotta gas when I came inside that place, yeah (Yeah) Steppin' on road, won't go outside without my waist, yeah (Yeah) Sticks and stones, I swear to God these niggas so fake, yeah All on her phone, she tellin' her girl just how I taste, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
