queenith not bonnie (feat. deszi) şarkı sözleri
Had me wondering, like bae do you love me ?
F*ck that other shit come here and show me
Computer love you could control me
Like, Clyde would you ride in the stollie ?
Would you act like you didn't know me ?
Hood love like you gon' Dior me ?
They know I'm nothing to play with coming in hard like I'm armed an I'm dangerous
You jacking we out to all kinds of places
But you pull up with a whole bunch of faces
Like, these are the bitches you dating ?
Like, Bree she a eater, like that's who you hang with ?
Like this is the bitch that you bang with ?
That could never be your main bitch
And excuse my language
That nigga know where his lane is
that nigga know who he came with
Couldn't know any lame bitch
Couldn't know any lame bitch (U-huh)
Talking vibes, don't know where i been
Strike one, see the fall of the pins like
Can't spare the time and the tears we come and go harder that time of the year
He be chatting, this nigga he lost me
Now he begging he sorry cause niggas done crossed me
With games strike two he gon' see
Play be a bozo get stupid he gon' flee
How you wanna talk shit to the guys
When Lala be calling, be giving you rides nigga
I'm bugging but thuggin' it's fine
Ain't wasting no time no lines just stay on your time nigga
Hit my jack, like bitch where you at?
My pockets be full she miss get-a-rack, Like
Bum niggas get better they slack give a nigga a bone
He turn up a rat, Like
Got her calling your phone, asking you "where you at?"
Know you not home cause you blowing my back
Niggas be grimmey like keep it a stack
Like, keep it a rack
And i know that your lame cause you broke Niggas be cap that's really the joke
Like nigga be gone
Give me what i want then I'm taking you home
The name calling, big balling
Up to the plate yea baby i cook that
And he addresses, forgotten
We stacking up rates, we blowing up known facts
Not knowing I'm coming, I'm starting it up
Nigga fresh out finna pour me a cup
Too long on the island I'm pouring it up
The bag in the bank and we keep getting luck
Had me wondering, like bae do you love me ?
F*ck that other shit come here and show me
Computer love you could control me
Like, Clyde would you ride in the stollie ?
Would you act like you didn't know me ?
Hood love like you gon' Dior me ?
They know I'm nothing to play with coming in hard like I'm armed an I'm dangerous
You jacking we out to all kinds of places
But you pull up with a whole bunch of faces
Like, these are the bitches you dating ?
Like, Bree she a eater, like that's who you hang with ?
Like this is the bitch that you bang with ?
That could never be your main bitch
And excuse my language
That nigga know where his lane is
That nigga know who he came with
Couldn't know any lame bitch
Couldn't know any lame bitch (U-huh)