2Nite Texako
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[Intro]
(I know Jhnni-)
Said you know I want you and I been
I been thinking about you and I just can’t
I can’t stop (right now)
I don’t even care if you got addicted
Come on right now (yeah)
Like what’s good with you?
Yeah baby
You feeling what I’m feeling?
[Chorus]
Uh, Glock on me, on a dresser (right now)
Money don’t impress her
Bitch don’t need no lecture
I would never stress her
Pull up and I get her
Fuck her then you get burnt
Never will be my turn
Beat her like I’m Ike Turner
I don’t want no company
This bitch wanna fuck, she want some money, now you down for me
Laying up a vacay, I just bought an AK
Feel like Fetty Wap, stay around, come my way, ay
[Verse]
Bro thought he was hot as fuck, nigga boy he not (boy he not)
When I pop out with this Glock, I’mma ride for the top (ride)
Tempted to hop out of that whip, [?]
Shawty thought she had my heart, tryna put it in a box
My bitch running ‘round the city with a Glock, .45
OG told me keep my head up, bro was 45
Got a hoe, she riding with a nigga, yeah she ride or die
My bitch lockjaw, on the perc, sound like Rada Rada
And my heart is banging for you baby, know I’m not though
I don’t fuck with niggas cause they pussy, they get knocked off
Feel it from the back, that shit real, it is not off
Taliban the gang, nigga with it since a jit, ohh
(I know Jhnni-)
Said you know I want you and I been
I been thinking about you and I just can’t
I can’t stop (right now)
I don’t even care if you got addicted
Come on right now (yeah)
Like what’s good with you?
Yeah baby
You feeling what I’m feeling?
[Chorus]
Uh, Glock on me, on a dresser (right now)
Money don’t impress her
Bitch don’t need no lecture
I would never stress her
Pull up and I get her
Fuck her then you get burnt
Never will be my turn
Beat her like I’m Ike Turner
I don’t want no company
This bitch wanna fuck, she want some money, now you down for me
Laying up a vacay, I just bought an AK
Feel like Fetty Wap, stay around, come my way, ay
[Verse]
Bro thought he was hot as fuck, nigga boy he not (boy he not)
When I pop out with this Glock, I’mma ride for the top (ride)
Tempted to hop out of that whip, [?]
Shawty thought she had my heart, tryna put it in a box
My bitch running ‘round the city with a Glock, .45
OG told me keep my head up, bro was 45
Got a hoe, she riding with a nigga, yeah she ride or die
My bitch lockjaw, on the perc, sound like Rada Rada
And my heart is banging for you baby, know I’m not though
I don’t fuck with niggas cause they pussy, they get knocked off
Feel it from the back, that shit real, it is not off
Taliban the gang, nigga with it since a jit, ohh
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