She Wanna

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah She wanna smoke the Biscotti She wanna drink the Moscato (Yeah) She wanna touch on my body Think this bitch just hit the lotto I got to get it bag pronto, Pape over Bitches that P-O-B Motto I know niggas selling product in bulk For real, shi lookin' like Costco Can't make time for a bitch I don't need Drugs help me grieve, I feel like a fiend I don't know what's in the car, I can't stop for police She beggin' me please, I tell her to leave Bitch, I'm too P, it is what it is I detox and relapse, it's just how I live Capsule of pills, that money flowin' through my hand , Only time that I feel Wonderin' what I'ma do Shout out my dog man his trap hit the roof I spend me some blues, get back in the booth, I talk about shit I go through Yeah Can you tell me you love me Paper chase, tell me you comin' I don't do too tuff with running, for money, I will She wanna smoke the Biscotti She wanna drink the Moscato (Yeah) She wanna touch on my body Think this bitch just hit the lotto I got to get it bag pronto, Pape over Bitches that P-O-B Motto I know niggas selling product in bulk For real, shi lookin' like Costco