8pm On Byron Ave
Lyrics
Baby you don't want me
So, why you always call me?
You know that I'm balling
I been popping mollies
I'll, hit you in the morning
Wockhardt what I'm pouring
Why these niggas snoring?
I got shooters, they put you to sleep and now your yawning
Yung Drippy, I been off the porch since I was crawling
You talk tough on Twitter but in person you be stalling
Shorty I don't want you but tonight your my lil darling
She gon, her dance on the dick
How low, can you go when you do splits?
I could tell that she's a rookie cause she's knew to this
We just met the other day now she wants Ruth chris, oh yea yea
Baby girl, It's a lot of places I could take you
Diamond pearls I don't need Pandora to upgrade you
Baby I could stay with you but I don't wanna break you
I don't wanna play you
OG told me stay in school
I don't wanna break the rules
But I gotta keep a tool cause, if you try take my jewels
Nigga I'm act a fool
Shorty dripping like a pool, all the tribulations I just played it cool
Back when me and Edak used to chill and vool
Walk inside the club and all the bitches drool
Baby you don't want me
So why you always call me
You know that I'm balling
I been popping mollies
I'll hit you in the morning
Wockhardt what I'm pouring
Why these niggas snoring?
I got shooters, they put you to sleep and now your yawning
Yung Drippy I been off the porch since I was crawling
You talk tough on Twitter but in person you be stalling
Shorty I don't want you but tonight your my lil darling
I was living okay till my, shorty was hiding
The Facetimes were timeless, went to her house it was confined
Dragged her to the hospital to find out she was dying
Her eyes started whining, on the inside I was crying
But I had to stay strong, cause I knew she would survive this
And when she survived I spoiled her all the time, I should
Even bought her an iMac shoutout to Fryden
But I didn't mind it, I didn't mind it
I didn't mind, your on mind
Baby don't whine, I'm by your side
Won't hit my line, cause I'll make time
Cause I'll make time, cause I'll make time
Baby you don't want me (why don't you want me?)
So why you always call me
You know that I'm balling (yeah)
I been popping mollies
I'll hit you in the morning (in the morning)
Wockhardt what I'm pouring
Why these niggas snoring? (Ohhh)
I got shooters, they put you to sleep and now your yawning (your yawning)
Yung Drippy I been off the porch since I was crawling (It's 4lexan)
You talk tough on Twitter but in person you be stalling (you be stalling)
Shorty I don't want you but tonight your my lil darling (yeah)
Darling
Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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