Number 9 TSM Beeezy & Desire

[Intro: Desire]

I Feel No Remorse
I got on my number nine
Baby you girl you so fine
I got on my number, yeah, I got on my--

[Verse: Desire]

I got on my number nine
I just wanna pick you up and take a ride through the night, yeah
You could clutch up on my nine
Just make sure y'all put a pint in my casket when it's my time
Got me losin' my mind
Got a Twenty-ball up on my wrist, put the car up in park
Gotta' pour me a line of that tris, shootin love represent ya' heart
But sometimes always miss, got me pissed, than a bitch
It's my birthday, finna pour up six, roxy with the drink a perfect mix

[Verse 2: TSM Beeezy]

Clutch on my blick, yeah
Every time I walk up out the house them bitches just know who it is, yeah
Everything just been in a drought, so I just been sipping on tris, yeah
Every time Beeezy get behind the mic, it's just like he never gon' miss, yeah
That's what it is, yeah