Streetz

Girl, you think you're grown, acting like the victim, now you know I am not wrong I guess I just know how to pick em, now she coming on real strong I can smell the scent of liquor, bad decisions we too gone Gotta get it out our system You say I got a type, but it's just bad bitches And some niggas be resenting, cause my bag different I know the field, I play the game, just call me Jerry Rice My favorite women act so tough, but lowkey really nice But I been slipping, I done tripped up, bout once or twice Went from come and spend the night, to come and spend your life F*ck around and jump the gun, and that's how niggas die These hoes be creeping for a peek into a nigga life Just done opened me all up, so she can start a fight Breathing air into my lungs, but then go grab a knife You really tweaking, kinda feel you did this out of spite But I ain't tripping, I ain't do nothing, but lay the pipe You know I'm right Girl, you think you grown, acting like the victim Now you know I am not wrong I guess I just know how to pick em, now she coming on real strong I can smell the scent of liquor, bad decisions we too gone Gotta get it out our system Get it out our system Yeah, think I feel you win the the wind, come on Come on, strong You was such a vixen, vixen, yeah But you never listen, listen, to me Tried to show you different, tried to show you better Tried to love you longer, I tried to get you wetter But you, you know what you did Girl, you think you grown, acting like the victim Now you know I am not wrong I guess I just know how to pick em, now she coming on real strong I can smell the scent of liquor, bad decisions we too gone Gotta get it out our system