Bry-Han Solo - Tell Me Lyrics

Yacked out youngin', riding through the boonies
Style old school, kinda like a hooptie
Now I'm with a cutie, turning on a movie
But I ain't pay attention, cuz I'm trippin' off a loosey
Said she wanna do me, every time we kick it
She feels like she is loosing, cuz I ain't never hit it
It's just the way I'm wired
Yeah, I push it to the limit
But don't ever push me back, cuz this cat is with the business
You'll get checked into your place
Yeah, if you don't stop now
I might catch another case, ooh
Ain't no better time to waste
And I swear it's not personal, I tell her I need space
Every word I drop is bold, coffee in the pot is cold
Look back how I gotten old, just looking for my pot of gold
Every word I drop is bold, coffee in the pot is cold
Look back how I gotten old, just looking for my pot of gold
Tell me what I might believe
Tell me when its time to leave
Tell me what you find in me
And tell me why you lie to me
Tell me what I might believe
Tell me when its time to leave
Tell me what you find in me
And tell me why you lie to me
Might just be, someone in my past life
Now I know you know what that's like
I think I text her back right
I don't remember last night at all
Dog, faded out in public like f*ck it
In a sweatshirt and a beanie or a bucket
I'm just tryna stack these chains
And I'm tryna grab these duckets
Man no matter how much pain, Bry-Han stands above it
Gotta bring her closer, said she went to Costa
Never ever sober, especially in Hermosa
Wants to twist the doja, panic for composure
She wants to bone, I'm hittin' home like I'm Sammy Sosa
I'm dying proud, statements are all kinda loud
Oh you smoke well, then I might go buy a pound
Yeah, I really think that Brians found
Especially cuz my time is now
Tell me what I might believe
Tell me when its time to leave
Tell me what you find in me
And tell me why you lie to me
Tell me what I might believe
Tell me when its time to leave
Tell me what you find in me
And tell me why you lie to me
Tell me why you lie to me
Tell me why you lie to me
Tell me why you lie to me
Tell me why you lie to me
Gotta bring her closer, said she went to Costa
Never ever sober, especially in Hermosa
Wants to twist the doja, panic for composure
She wants to bone, I'm hittin' home like I'm Sammy Sosa
I'm dying proud, statements are all kinda loud
Oh you smoke well, then I might go buy a pound
Yeah, I really think that Brians found
Especially cuz my time is now