[Chorus] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huh? No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust them Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck somethin' I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump I hate that I was too deep in, so young
[Verse] I done spent two-thirty on a brand new Richard Mille I been turnt up, I'm the youngest and the richest in my city All on Twitter, on my dick, because that bitch can't get up with me This rapper lifestyle lit called it a quits and now she shitty, uh In my bag, not in my feelings, do I miss it? No, not really And I know these niggas envy so I'm clutchin' on my semi With my goon squad, and we won't catch a temp so please don't tempt me Glock gon' do its job and bro gon' blow that bitch 'til it get empty And for bro, I'd give my kidney up, shots, that's a hundred-sixty plus Me and Liv just fucked Philly up, fucking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts My head on zero, not no hero, nigga, I don't give any fucks Adrenaline, that's why my fit gon' spazz out and let glizzies bust
[Chorus] Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come I gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huh? No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust them Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck somethin' I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump I hate that I was too deep in, so youngTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
