seattle

(Run up on a pussy N**** and we get to scoring) (When she calls me up I tell her to leave me alone) I got demons on my back I be showing love to n***** I know that i won't get back I don't be around nobody they be quick to stab ya back So I'm walking with a strap shit it gotta be like that They like what's wrong with me Little mama thought that she can trap me fake a pregnancy No I won't support the shit you do now u a fan to me I've been going hard for seven days no I can't get no sleep She don't like the broke shit that they on So no i can't be cheap Little baddie from Seattle babygirl I know you special I know you be trying to leave me knowing me no I won't let u Run a bag up with my n***** Spin a opp block in a rental You cant see who in my car cause all my windows presidential All my N***** working getting money we be lit Shoutout to my n**** got a carwash he legit Claiming that she loves me but I know she don't love shit Gotta gunnel vision cause I'm trynna cop a crib N**** you get punch if i'm not walking with my stick All the opp's they on me truly they can suck a dick Always knew since I was a little kid i would be rich Ima run a bag up ain't no way ill fumble this Run up on a pussy n**** and we get to scoring When she hit me up I told her to leave me alone When she feeling lonely tells me pull up in the morning I gotta go trap after we f*ck have to be gone Run up on a pussy nigga and we get to scoring When she hit me up I told her to leave me alone When she lonely tell me pull up In the morning I gotta go trap after we f*ck gotta be gone