its dying where is my charger
and what about that hoe
I was supposed to call her
But this aint nothing new
I stunt these hoes often
Unless they got an offer
If not then I aint off her
Probably catch a case
Yo nick come be my lawyer
Im conning bitches
Mentally im Tom Sawyer
If you aint tryna blow
Then I aint really got shit for ya
Bring a bag
Then ill probably get to know ya
If I aint hittin them im Aubrey Graham
This shit is over
I don’t finger you for foreplay
Im making sure its kosher
I know ya parents got a bar
Cause I aint fucking with you sober
Lets take a couple sips
I bet that get you open
If not then you can go down
And I’ll release my potion
But im hoping for division
Can you devise the quotient
Im bettin ill forget
But she’ll remember every moment
Holding on.
& this is the way it be
the way it be
it’s the life I chose for me
this is the way it be
the way it be
it’s the life I chose for me
it b’z like that x2
listen to my words
I manifest the herb
So all yall just below me
A street to a cub
Im just tryna swerve with a freak
With some curves
And we could do whatever
Til she start to irk my nerves
But We don’t get a chance
If she aint speaking bout the verb
She only into hers
I make that bitch convert
She say she unemployed well Tru a piece of work
I might just do you dirty
Like water mixed with dirt
And then youll just be lonely
Depression mixed with hurt
And then ill call you back for a tap
And you’ll relapse
Thinking this time
Well maybe he done changed
But im back to the same
As soon as she seen I came
Im fucking with her brain
And now she feeling it again
Talk it out with her girls
To keep her feeling sane
I got the magic touch
Im just a darker David Blane
I hope you got the tokens
Cause I be running game
Chorus
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