[Intro]
(SpeakerBangerz)
(RellyMade)
(Young Seven made it splash)
Ayy, uh
[Chorus]
Poetic pain, I just wrote you a love letter
Let you know my heart shattered
Let you know my heart shattered
Took a trip, let's be on Saturn
Take a trip, let's be on Saturn
Fuck them hoes 'cause they all had it
Fuck them hoes 'cause they all had it
Fuck with you 'cause your ass fatter
You got bigger dreams, tryna ride 'round with bigger things
I'ma drip you in Louis V, you like street apparel, put you in Supreme
That lil' baby want Celine, she the best, young nigga OD with the flex
Yeah, and your ex nigga was a lame, he was tryna OD with the sex
[Verse 1]
Ex nigga was a lame, huh? He was tryna run game, huh?
Lil' shawty too fire, she was raised by her mama, so you can't run game on her
Told her I can't run game on her deep but she know I go insane in the sheets
Before I met her, she ain't really knew me, but she heard my name in the streets
Thug nigga like Pac or Biggie
Young nigga on the fly committee
Fly nigga, they ain't flyin' with me
Ride or die so she dying with me
I got feelings for a thug bitch on some drug shit
Give her drug dick with no Perc'
Feelings hurt when that love hit, give her love dick
She in her feelings, so I give her that work
Every stroke like ouu, ahh, bang
I'ma dunk like Luol Deng
And she love when I'm inside 'cause she know I do my thing
Rap nigga but the public don't know
They say I fuck with a ho, yeah
She a ho for me, after we fuck, she holding me
(SpeakerBangerz)
(RellyMade)
(Young Seven made it splash)
Ayy, uh
[Chorus]
Poetic pain, I just wrote you a love letter
Let you know my heart shattered
Let you know my heart shattered
Took a trip, let's be on Saturn
Take a trip, let's be on Saturn
Fuck them hoes 'cause they all had it
Fuck them hoes 'cause they all had it
Fuck with you 'cause your ass fatter
You got bigger dreams, tryna ride 'round with bigger things
I'ma drip you in Louis V, you like street apparel, put you in Supreme
That lil' baby want Celine, she the best, young nigga OD with the flex
Yeah, and your ex nigga was a lame, he was tryna OD with the sex
[Verse 1]
Ex nigga was a lame, huh? He was tryna run game, huh?
Lil' shawty too fire, she was raised by her mama, so you can't run game on her
Told her I can't run game on her deep but she know I go insane in the sheets
Before I met her, she ain't really knew me, but she heard my name in the streets
Thug nigga like Pac or Biggie
Young nigga on the fly committee
Fly nigga, they ain't flyin' with me
Ride or die so she dying with me
I got feelings for a thug bitch on some drug shit
Give her drug dick with no Perc'
Feelings hurt when that love hit, give her love dick
She in her feelings, so I give her that work
Every stroke like ouu, ahh, bang
I'ma dunk like Luol Deng
And she love when I'm inside 'cause she know I do my thing
Rap nigga but the public don't know
They say I fuck with a ho, yeah
She a ho for me, after we fuck, she holding me
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