knowing/wher3 U go

Yeah She said it's all good, I know Ridin' 'round toting on a 44 Sippin' that lean way too slow All my oops I don't know Countin' all that blue dough (Pinkgrillz) Got twin glocks, and they all blow Aye, Yeah, Aye Where is you going babe I got a glock and I'll blow it, Aye She want to f*ck me. I know it, Aye These niggas made cause I'm blowing, Aye All of my diamonds is glowing, Aye I got yo' bitch and she hoeing, Aye And he ain't even know it, Aye And he ain't even know it, Aye I'm off the lean, I'm slowing Aye Look at me wrong and I'm blowing, Aye Straight to the top where I'm going, Aye That nigga broke and she know it, Aye I'm in that Jag and it's roaring, Aye Look at my wrist, it's enormous eh? That nigga broke and she know it, Aye yeah Yeah Aye Pass him the glock and he blow for me Can't name a rapper who's over me Sippin' that Wock and then go to sleep Yeah Me and you we got that chemistry I need your heart, it's all for me I need your heart, it's all for me Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah (Pinkgrillz) Yea I ain't never had fun Till I was riding around with you All them racks in the club I would've threw them all for you Y-You was gonna be the one I wasn't fooling around with you Nigga try you and he done Baby I'm shooting them rounds for you But you already know I knew for sure Th-This how it goes You left me 'lone girl, when I kept you close-e-e-e You in my arms Cl-Clutching my pole Where did you go girl? Where di-di-di (Yeah She said it's all good, I know Ridin' 'round toting on a 44 Sippin' that lean way too slow All my oops I don't know Countin' all that blue dough Got twin glocks, and they all blow Aye, Yeah, Aye Where is you going babe I got a glock and I'll blow it, Aye She want to f*ck me. I know it, Aye These niggas made cause I'm blowing, Aye All of my diamonds is glowing, Aye I got yo' bitch and she hoeing, Aye And he ain't even know it, Aye)