Issues
Lyrics
I don't care I might just pop it 'cause I can't split it
And Shawty know my coca pure because my pack different
My 15s hit like .223s, I put a mag in it
And I can feel I'm coming down, it's been a bad minute
And yeah I know she whip the Honda like a dually truck
And yeah I know she got some issues, she could fuck me up
She said she carry chrome, I hope she keep that toolie tucked
But I still love the way she fuck me when we booted up
Gotta couple extra grams, I'll take 'em right to the face
I'm fucking geeking, baby, Narcan ain't gon' save me today
I need some smoke but I ain't tripping 'cause the plug on the way
She wanna lock back in to the crib where she stay
You know I been scheming
Yeah and Shawty keep on talking like she been leaving
Oh and she just want some money 'cause I been freezing
I been mixing all our pills, I'm tryna get even
Baby girl, I been grieving
Shawty wanna link
I ain't got no plans with nobody
Step out in the mink
Shawty cute but ain't got no money
She don't even drink
Think I turned her to a coke junkie
I can't even think
Why she laughing like it's so funny?
I don't care I might just pop it 'cause I can't split it
And Shawty know my coca pure because my pack different
My 15s hit like .223s, I put a mag in it
And I can feel I'm coming down, it's been a bad minute
And yeah I know she whip the Honda like a dually truck
And yeah I know she got some issues, she could fuck me up
She said she carry chrome, I hope she keep that toolie tucked
But I still love the way she fuck me when we booted up
And I know that she hates me
So it hurts when she come over and start calling me "baby" like that
I ain't doing too well lately
Started fucking with these pillies and they took my safety so fast
She like bad bitches
With big, big totals
I'll split a bag with you
Baby, won't you come over?
I bet shawty pop out
Keep like 20 grams on her
But she do witchcraft
And I'm a bad omen
I been tryna run away but I think that she catching on
Try to break these habits, baby, I been down for way too long
Feels like half a lifetime since I met you at that Marriott
I know that it's over baby, you don't gotta say a lot
I don't care I might just pop it 'cause I can't split it
And Shawty know my coca pure because my pack different
My 15s hit like .223s, I put a mag in it
And I can feel I'm coming down, it's been a bad minute
And yeah I know she whip the Honda like a dually truck
And yeah I know she got some issues, she could fuck me up
She said she carry chrome, I hope she keep that toolie tucked
But I still love the way she fuck me when we booted up
She like bad bitches
With big, big totals
I'll split a bag with you
Baby, won't you come over?
I bet shawty pop out
Keep like 20 grams on her
But she do witchcraft
And I'm a bad omen
Writer(s): Gus Miller
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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