Lyrics

(Okay, Karl, let's do it now) I got lean in my cup, sip the pain away Put my feelings in the drank then I fade away Smokin' Metro out the pound when I'm in L.A. I just came to dick her down, that is not my bae All it take is one call, get a nigga hit You can't name one block that I won't spin Double-back gang, go do it again Hot-boxin' out the pound, I need some oxygen (yeah) Uh, beat a nigga ass, I flash out, don't touch me Cameras in the crib, view 'em through the flat screen Killers bought an AP off some fake green Hit 'em with that K, that makeover, Maybelline Nigga, you ain't never made a bad bitch cream Nigga, you ain't never poured a whole 16 Nigga, you ain't got a job, basic, get sleep I got high on the bitch, I got her mad, we ain't link Baby girl a demon, tryna suck me in my sleep Young rich nigga, put Chanel on my feet Keep a bad bitch, she keep her flaws on fleek Blow her back out, now she don't never wanna leave I got lean in my cup, sip the pain away Put my feelings in the drank then I fade away Smokin' Metro out the pound when I'm in L.A. I just came to dick her down, that is not my bae All it take is one call, get a nigga hit You can't name one block that I won't spin Double-back and go do it again Hot-boxin' out the pound, I need some oxygen (Take five, let's go)
Writer(s): Dylan Mccord, Tae Hyung Koo, Malik Sanders, Wesley Curtis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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