finessin hearts
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
Promethazine got me in a dream
Smokin' gas, lungs collapse
Xanny bars, take 'em by the threes
Man, you need to relax
All these drugs, feel like a junkie
It won't bring her back
And if I thought anybody really had my back
It'd be you, know you still my boo thang
Pull up in V, in that Mulsanne
Kick game so retarded, it's Liu Kang
Do anything for you cause I'm a fool, mane
Pacing myself and I'm running the game just like Usain, yeah
No matter what, feel that shit in my gut, you're my boo thang
I might just pull up in Porsche and I drive like a boss, swervin' two lanes
She said you is too lame, Luv Is Rage too flames
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
Pacing myself and I'm running the game just like Usain, yeah
No matter what, feel that shit in my gut, you're my boo thang
I might just pull up in Porsche and I drive like a boss, swervin' two lanes
She said you is too lame, Luv Is Rage too flames
Pacing myself and I'm running the game just like Usain, yeah
No matter what, feel that shit in my gut, you're my boo thang
I might just pull up in Porsche and I drive like a boss, swervin' two lanes
She said you is too lame, Luv Is Rage too flames
Getting that money, spent a lot of money on my new chain, yeah
She left her hubby to get right with me, that's a food chain
Young nigga quick, stay on his shit and I won't turn into food, mane
Put on my necklace, look at them diamonds, water water jewels, mane
Gettin' this money, go to Bora Bora, ridin' with my crew, mane
Treatin' these girls like they is animals in a zoo, mane
1700 a young nigga stuntin', I spend that on shoes, mane
Burberry
Ghetto bitch got Burberry
Ghetto bitch got Burberry
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me 'lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean; put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact