32 Reyy - BONNIE&CLYDE Lyrics

I know what you thinking bout yeah
But this shit got me thinking bout it
We not even gon live by it
Ain't no one gonna live by it
And I know what you think
All of this shit got me stuck in a dream
Movin too slow so you know I'ma lean
I'm a leaner baby no I can't think
Got me tripping knowing that I can't think
Got me drinking even though I don't drink
Got me missing over something that ain't
Better hope I never sell out arenas, cause if I is you gon sit in the bleachers
Go for the catch I'll be quarterback, best believe that these hoes they ain't getting no picks
I promise lately I ain't want it back, but like Bonnie & Clyde we was robbing the bank
I know what you thinking bout yeah, but this shit got me thinking bout it
Why you going around, yea you skipping town
Yeah, on your own, can't make a sound
I do not care who you're fucking with, no I do not care who you're running with
But either way I gotta get away, gotta play it safe, gotta get away yeah
And look at these diamonds shining, look at these diamonds
Yeah I heard they be pocket watching, look at the climate
We can turn up by the weekend, shawty got me in the deep end
All these pillies got me tweaking, All this shit I'm never leaving
Swear to God I'll never leave yeah
I know what you thinking bout yeah
But this shit got me thinking bout it
We not even gon live by it
Ain't no one gonna live by it
And I know what you think
All of this shit got me stuck in a dream
Movin' too slow so you know I'ma lean
I'm a leaner baby no I can't think
Got me tripping knowing that I can't think
Got me drinking even though I don't drink
Got me missing over something that ain't
Better hope I never sell out arenas, cause if I is you gon sit in the bleachers
Go for the catch I'll be quarterback, best believe that these hoes they ain't getting no picks
I promise lately I ain't want it back, but like Bonnie & Clyde we was robbing the bank
She rob the bank, I tote the glick
All these dark thoughts so you know I won't miss
Swear the Devil's watching me every step
Demons got me in a curse, I was wrong had to learn
Shawty watching roses burn, fuck them bridges let em burn
And all these hoes love to lurk, swear these bitches love to lurk
All together they the worst
I see you inside of my head oh, need you outta my head oh
How did you get outta my head oh, I'll see you when I'm outta bed oh

I know what you thinking bout yeah
But this shit got me thinking bout it
We not even gon live by it
Ain't no one gonna live by it
And I know what you think
All of this shit got me stuck in a dream
Movin too slow so you know I'ma lean
I'm a leaner baby no I can't think
Got me tripping knowing that I can't think
Got me drinking even though I don't drink
Got me missing over something that ain't
Better hope I never sell out arenas, cause if I is you gon sit in the bleachers
Go for the catch I'll be quarterback, best believe that these hoes they ain't getting no picks
I promise lately I ain't want it back, but like Bonnie & Clyde we was robbing the bank
I know what you thinking bout yeah, but this shit got me thinking bout it
Why you going around, yea you skipping town
Yeah, on your own, can't make a sound
I do not care who you're fucking with, no I do not care who you're running with
But either way I gotta get away, gotta play it safe, gotta get away yeah
And look at these diamonds shining, look at these diamonds
Yeah I heard they be pocket watching, look at the climate
We can turn up by the weekend, shawty got me in the deep end
All these pillies got me tweaking, All this shit I'm never leaving
Swear to God I'll never leave yeah
I know what you thinking bout yeah
But this shit got me thinking bout it
We not even gon live by it
Ain't no one gonna live by it
And I know what you think
All of this shit got me stuck in a dream
Movin' too slow so you know I'ma lean
I'm a leaner baby no I can't think
Got me tripping knowing that I can't think
Got me drinking even though I don't drink
Got me missing over something that ain't
Better hope I never sell out arenas, cause if I is you gon sit in the bleachers
Go for the catch I'll be quarterback, best believe that these hoes they ain't getting no picks
I promise lately I ain't want it back, but like Bonnie & Clyde we was robbing the bank
She rob the bank, I tote the glick
All these dark thoughts so you know I won't miss
Swear the Devil's watching me every step
Demons got me in a curse, I was wrong had to learn
Shawty watching roses burn, fuck them bridges let em burn
And all these hoes love to lurk, swear these bitches love to lurk
All together they the worst
I see you inside of my head oh, need you outta my head oh
How did you get outta my head oh, I'll see you when I'm outta bed oh