bless her mike. (Mike Stud) (Ft. charlieonnafriday)
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[Chorus]
I got lipstick stains and Versace on my sweatshirt
Cartier frames with some diamonds on my dresser
Bottles to the table, we need more they say, "Yes, sir"
Uber to the telly and she know that I'ma bless her
Freak in the sheets she gon' always give the neck first
How you look so good
'Til the end of time, you gon' stay up on my mind
If looking fine was a crime then somebody should arrest her
I got lipstick stains and Versace on my sweatshirt
Cartier frames with some diamonds on my drеsser
Bottles to the tablе, we need more they say, "Yes, sir"
Uber to the telly and she know that I'ma bless her
Freak in the sheets she gon' always give the neck first
How you look so good
'Til the end of time, you gon' stay up on my mind
If looking fine was a crime then somebody should arrest her
[Verse 1]
I be float 'til my motherfuckin' head hurt
I be stayin' locked under pressure
And she came in a dress, it's expensive
Didn't wanna leave, but she left in a sweatshirt
Y'all be reaching way too much, y'all gon' foul out
I be picking up the slack like a ground ball
Since a kid, I was lit, I was bound to ball
Since a kid, I was lit, I was down to ball
Now I ain't tripping on some shit, I know I'm not involved
Had homies taking money, gotta count it off
In the hills, hell nah, I ain't down at all
I'm in the hills locked in, I ain't down at all
Took a handful of drugs, now I'm nodding off
I'm in the field on a buzz and I got a call
I ain't trippin' on no shit, I know I'm not involved
Every time I'm in that shit, I make it waterfall
I got lipstick stains and Versace on my sweatshirt
Cartier frames with some diamonds on my dresser
Bottles to the table, we need more they say, "Yes, sir"
Uber to the telly and she know that I'ma bless her
Freak in the sheets she gon' always give the neck first
How you look so good
'Til the end of time, you gon' stay up on my mind
If looking fine was a crime then somebody should arrest her
I got lipstick stains and Versace on my sweatshirt
Cartier frames with some diamonds on my drеsser
Bottles to the tablе, we need more they say, "Yes, sir"
Uber to the telly and she know that I'ma bless her
Freak in the sheets she gon' always give the neck first
How you look so good
'Til the end of time, you gon' stay up on my mind
If looking fine was a crime then somebody should arrest her
[Verse 1]
I be float 'til my motherfuckin' head hurt
I be stayin' locked under pressure
And she came in a dress, it's expensive
Didn't wanna leave, but she left in a sweatshirt
Y'all be reaching way too much, y'all gon' foul out
I be picking up the slack like a ground ball
Since a kid, I was lit, I was bound to ball
Since a kid, I was lit, I was down to ball
Now I ain't tripping on some shit, I know I'm not involved
Had homies taking money, gotta count it off
In the hills, hell nah, I ain't down at all
I'm in the hills locked in, I ain't down at all
Took a handful of drugs, now I'm nodding off
I'm in the field on a buzz and I got a call
I ain't trippin' on no shit, I know I'm not involved
Every time I'm in that shit, I make it waterfall
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