Nostalgic
Lyrics
Two hours late, but I bet that she waited
I walk in the door, ain't no question I'm faded
Dressing impressive on every occasion
But she know I love it the best when she's naked
She know I love it the best when she home
She know I love it the best when she moan
Brand new chinchilla, that mink is on me
I hop out the Lamb with them blinkers on
We started fucking, she think she know me
Bet she doesn't know 'bout that shit I'm on
I left the stress in the spliff ah yeah
I traded my pain with the styrofoam
Cropping her out of the picture yeah
She doesn't know what side she on
They know 'bout the time I'm on
Up with the riches, don't fuck 'bout them bitches
I run with the dealers and drillers and spillers
Run through the limit
Only the realest around us
VVS clarity on me, a fountain
I put that drip on a bitch, nearly drowned her
Soon as I hit it, I left her nostalgic
With or without you, you know the outcome
I put the pain and the game in a album
She only listen to hear what's about her
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
Money and pussy, I'm stuck in between
Something you want or something you need
I need assistance, it's too many businesses
They gave him life, was too many witnesses
Two hours late, but I bet that she waited
I walk in the door, ain't no question I'm faded
Dressing impressive on every occasion
But she know I love it the best when she's naked
She know I love it the best when she home
She know I love it the best when she moan
Brand new chinchilla, that mink is on me
I hop out the Lamb with them blinkers on
We started fucking, she think she know me
Bet she doesn't know 'bout that shit I'm on
I left the stress in the spliff ah yeah
I traded my pain with the styrofoam
Cropping her out of the picture yeah
She doesn't know what side she on
Dive in the Henny
I had her waitin' some hours already
Only thing on her the mani and pedi
Let's make that shit that they ban on the telly
I gave her nostalgia, going for rounds
That money it tower, holding me down
I move a mountain chasing the pounds
Back then they was doubting, can't hear a sound no more
You know I landed
I throw on that shit, it's outlandish
I ran through it just like I planned it
We load it and skip other planets
I want it, I said "What's the damage?"
I'm parking that truck at the palace
Keep it one hundred, it's balance
I'm pouring that shit in a chalice
Yeah
Two hours late, but I bet that she waited
I walk in the door, ain't no question I'm faded
Dressing impressive on every occasion
But she know I love it the best when she's naked
She know I love it the best when she home
She know I love it the best when she moan
Brand new chinchilla, that mink is on me
I hop out the Lamb with them blinkers on
We started fucking, she think she know me
Bet she doesn't know 'bout that shit I'm on
I left the stress in the spliff ah yeah
I traded my pain with the styrofoam
Cropping her out of the picture yeah
She doesn't know what side she on
Writer(s): Nathan Adams
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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