Wish I had your heart in the pocket of my denim
I promise not to hurt you, if I do then I'm trippin'
I'm not used to love, I think that part was missing
Numb from the drugs, I can't tell you how I'm feeling
I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me
It's like a dagger, but these hoes, I'd rather kill in peace
A hundred rounds, if she wet, I'm on her lips and cheeks
"Uh, na na na na na"
If I love you, you gon' feel it, you can close your eyes
If the main course hittin', I don't know no sides
Fuck yo' past, I don't know those guys
Heart feelings turn sour when their hoe turn mine
(But I...)
DUI in my own lane
Under influence of bad bitches and hoe games
That pussy good and her mouth closed
Tea baggin' just to see how much her mouth hold
No, I ain't choose them hoes, but them hoes chose me
Probably 'cause the lights and made it OT
No cold feet, I'm probably a OG
I can't wife no shone, that's like patching a slow leak
I'm a loner, I'm lonely
No, I don't need no fake love
She could take dick, but I can't make love
