I Want Her (feat. Swiper1k)

She want me and I want her She want me and I want her She want me and I want her She came in and got beat down for the night time I don't wanna see you on lifetime little mama Why I see pokes in all my condoms Should crack your head just like a llama You wicked bitch get out my face I got the gun this bitch a ray This fit gon' take your bitch away I just be talkin' on my songs, I'm not a rapper leave me alone I sing that shit like Post Malone I dropped a post and now I'm gone I ain't been focused on no hoes, I'm really tryna live my life You played it cold and sold your soul That's all them sins them niggas know Long hair through out her back, I'm runnin' down like tracks I got gas but do not match Got no lighter scratch the back You on yo post and selling' cat I'm in that mode and gettin' back I cannot stop I'm gettin' racks I seen a slutty bitch with bag She want me work to get that head I had to cut it off Don't care if that pussy soft, I ain't in love with your lip gloss Five senses, what my mama taught Walking on this beat don't talk Minty lips is what she brought I rolled some potent shit, it made me cough I ain't flossin' you can go get lost I wanna be the motherfuckin' biggest boss Something like Rick Ross I call the Shoffer Bentley off I do not drink no Henny naw, that's a brick of fentanyl I want my bitch she did not call, don't wanna think bout moving on I got my feelings on some chrome Shot my heart with darts bitch, I'm in that mode feel like a narcissist She was flirting but I didn't hit it When I go out she think I'm fuckin' bitches A nigga really tryna handle business, I'm not too in to any other women I got a half and all my blunts is wicked You talm bout bullets bring up five five sixes Ain't in the past I'm talking Future Hendrix That little ass kiss I got was too delicious Wonder when she gon' pull on me and say we finished I ain't even cuff you yet this ain't the ending I was fuckin' on your bitch, this ain't no average instrumental And I know you used to handouts, but this some shit I can't lend you Bitches play up on your name, Baby know I'm gon' defend you And I know that you don't love me, Baby why even pretend to I been rappin' on my mind I been rappin' off my mental Put the white up on her smile, she don't even need a dental I be fuckin' from the back, now I f*ck her in the middle She gon' f*ck me when you mad, cause she say your shit was little She came in and got beat down for the night time I don't wanna see you on lifetime little mama Why I see pokes in all my condoms Should crack your head just like a llama You wicked bitch get out my face I got the gun this bitch a ray This fit gon' take your bitch away I just be talkin' on my songs, I'm not a rapper leave me alone I sing that shit like Post Malone I dropped a post and now I'm gone I ain't been focused on no hoes, I'm really tryna live my life You played it cold and sold your soul That's all them sins them niggas know Long hair through out her back, I'm runnin' down like tracks I got gas but do not match Got no lighter scratch the back You on yo post and selling' cat