[Intro]
(Fari gon' get to the bag)
[Chorus]
You ran outta time
That's the reason you got left behind
I'ma take care of gang, I don't mind
That's the only lil' thing on my mind
She want me to hit her from behind
Girl, I'm sippin' on lean, this not wine
She wan' take a lil' trip out the country
I got money, you don't need to front me
In a big-body Benz, yeah
She gon' dance for them bands, yeah
And I can't even hold you
I don't care 'bout your boyfriend
Life goes on, baby girl, life goes on
I know your night was long, baby, I know your night was long
[Verse]
She wanna ride on me just like a bike
Your girl on my dick 'cause I talk to a mic
I make her bend over, I beat it all night
I make her bend over, I beat it all night
Girl, I gotta leave, I'm late to my flight
Girl, I gotta leave, I'm late to my flight
I get so high, I'm touchin' the moon
You doin' drugs just to be cool
She touchin' all on me, feelin' my pockets
You're out of your mind girl, I think you lost it
Open the door, yeah, she wanna sing to the lord
Foreign whips everywhere, I was in a Ford
Bitch, I got three warrants, I ain't go to court
Niggas tryna eat, what is that? Ain't got a fork
Got money comin' in all around the world
You think that shit Louis, you don't know your girl
(Fari gon' get to the bag)
[Chorus]
You ran outta time
That's the reason you got left behind
I'ma take care of gang, I don't mind
That's the only lil' thing on my mind
She want me to hit her from behind
Girl, I'm sippin' on lean, this not wine
She wan' take a lil' trip out the country
I got money, you don't need to front me
In a big-body Benz, yeah
She gon' dance for them bands, yeah
And I can't even hold you
I don't care 'bout your boyfriend
Life goes on, baby girl, life goes on
I know your night was long, baby, I know your night was long
[Verse]
She wanna ride on me just like a bike
Your girl on my dick 'cause I talk to a mic
I make her bend over, I beat it all night
I make her bend over, I beat it all night
Girl, I gotta leave, I'm late to my flight
Girl, I gotta leave, I'm late to my flight
I get so high, I'm touchin' the moon
You doin' drugs just to be cool
She touchin' all on me, feelin' my pockets
You're out of your mind girl, I think you lost it
Open the door, yeah, she wanna sing to the lord
Foreign whips everywhere, I was in a Ford
Bitch, I got three warrants, I ain't go to court
Niggas tryna eat, what is that? Ain't got a fork
Got money comin' in all around the world
You think that shit Louis, you don't know your girl
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