B L O, double K, We don’t throw up the C’s
I give you it all, What you giving to me?
At my worst and I don’t want you to see
I’m in tha spot but I don’t want to be
I just bought a Glock with a brand new beam
I just bought some rocks, You can stay and get T’d
Do you wanna come over and stay with me?

I wanted, My beloved
All your drugs I fronted
Do you feel the same?
Only fucking these bitches cause I want the name
Pourin’ Ciroc and it came with the dank
Just tell me, Be honest, Do you think I’m lame?
Why can’t you just tell me if you feel the same
Girl you is different, I don’t fuck with lames
I love how you sound when you calling my name

Sit in thе back of the club with a pint of piss
I sip exclusive, Don’t know whats insidе of this
I want you girl, Why you think I am writing this?
Let you leave me, I don’t care bout a kiss

Can you hear me when I’m talking like this?
Can you see me when I’m walking like this?
Want to turn Reyes to a Miss
#Thirtysix, After the #One on my wrist