Letras
Yeah
I really get in my bag sometimes
I really get high out of my mind
Wish me and lil slime had some more time
I really mix tris up with the pai
I wish me and bitch ain't fight as much
They ain't shooters but they gon hype it up
Ran down on a bitch then pipped her up
Wish you was here for me to ice you up
Wish you could just see me how I see you but you cant
I wish I could just leave you but I need you
This shit wasn't part the plan
Ill make sure that wile you living you wont have to move hand
Yeah I have to get the bands
Damn what happened to your mans
Bronem turned em to a strand
Don't pop that shit on instagram
We can stay up all night and smoke
We can talk bout each others dreams and hopes
Bae I need you close
Besides my fam only thing that keep going
Only thing keep me sane only thing keep me right
I be in the streets all day I be in the streets all night
I was thinking we was getting close I was getting used to that life
I don't even like nobody get the fuck out my sight
I really get in my bag sometimes
I really get high out of my mind
Wish me and lil slime had some more time
I really mix tris up with the pai
I wish me and bitch ain't fight as much
They ain't shooters but they gon hype it up
Ran down on a bitch then pipped her up
Wish you was here for me to ice you up
Im just saying how that body a look inside that tesla truck
Came up different really grew up in that trench nobody was nice to us
Came up different had to stand up to that bully nobody would fight for us
Keep that pistol even when I was young walk around with a knife or some
I wish love didn't feel like this
I don't wanna keep fighting with my bitch
I'll lose everybody else I'm with
I got sauce I charge for this
Nigga I'm boss money profiting
See that pussy I'm diving in
Ate it with all my diamonds in