PYT

Thinkin' bout the days, when I still knew your face Our love slips away, and life won't be the same Shawty strapped, real thick, with a glizzy, P-Y-T And she known to get busy, used to fight when she was younger Now she too pretty to knuckle up, ever try to step on some stupid shit She go up the Glock, show you that it work or something Shawty strapped, real thick, with a glizzy, P-Y-T And she known to get busy, used to fight when she was younger Now she too pretty to knuckle up, ever try to step on some stupid shit She go up the Glock, show you that it work or something Poppin' out, she twerkin' something, Turn down, you ain't up to nothin Boss bitch, she ain't sparin' nothin, that lame shit, she ain't hearin' none of it Got her own bag, so she flexin' like it's Easter Sunday Other hoes stay hatin' on her, big deposit, stay waitin' on her Own crib, but you ain't stayin' over Pussy wet, you feel it through the rubber, kind hearted, so everybody Love her, cook real good, she get it from her mother Shit was ever turned left, she buckle down and turn up her hustle Ten toes, grind way harder than half you niggas, I put that on my brother Big supporter, and she know every lyric, when I'm done recordin, she the first to hear it When I'm down bad, she the first sense it When I'm in my head she the first to listen When I'm in my zone she try and keep her distance But baby I need you close, sorry I know I be tripping But two heads is better than one So ima need your input on every decision Bout mines, I don't Bap at all She down for whatever She don't wear no draws We both can't fuckin sing, but when Rod Wave come on, we both sing along Take away my name, take away my throne Take away my fame, let me keep my soul She get me off the Henny, cause I be goin' crazy Just somethin' bout her have her lookin' tasty There ain't no pullin' out, I'm just adding baby's got me addicted to her Shawty strapped, real thick with a glizzy PYT, and she know to get busy, used to fight when she was younger Now she too pretty to knuckle up, ever tried to step on some stupid shit She gon' up the Glock, show you that it work somethin Poppin' out, she twerkin' somethin Turn you down, if you ain't up to nothin, nothin, boss bitch, she ain't sparin' nothin That lame shit, she ain't hearin' none of it, got her own bag So she flexes like it's Easter Other hoes stay hatin' on her Big deposit, stay waitin' on her