Texture.
Lyrics
Ye
(Yeah)
This is ma double shot rum issa straight no ice thing
In this cold world corner of my eye I seen a corner store
Baby shavin coca she could've been coppin Jordan 4s
I been in the forest treckin cross these many paths I chose
It be constantly reminding me about my awful choices
Maybe one day she could look past dese Rollin Royces
Hit it 2 times, now she sicka hearin engine noises
I been ina 4 seat, 4 peat - no controlling me
Playin games on her like pass me the controller g
Na she got me missing class
Got me dodgin Lectures
Steady buying clothes for her coz she love the texture
I texted her, baby messy and I couldn't mess with her
Callin me at 5 in the morning I'm standing next to her
Catch me pacing back and forth, miscomplacent thoughts
Drivin in my black accord, speeding on the 304
Way we argue on the phone I couldn't promise comin home
Thinkin bout how you ain't learn shit from all these moments
Steady sendin calls to voice mail I'm in my zone
Couldn't stand nun had to leave this bitch alone
Shouldn't be ina car while I'm offa this much Patron
But this Classified shit I shouldn't be tellin on my own
Na she got me missing class
Got me dodgin Lectures
Steady buying clothes for her coz she love the texture
Na she got me missing class
Got me dodgin Lectures
Steady buying clothes for her coz she love the texture
Ayy
Ayy Ayy
Ayy
Yeah
Writer(s): Shaheen Alasmar
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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