Kayy Breezy - Face It Lyrics

I just wanna chill and blow smoke
Baby girl don't choke
Got yo chick and she not mine
She not mine
Imma slide her to the side
And make her hard to find
Running back and forth suicides
Baby its do or die
I'ma Hop up in an srt
All my friends get money like (me)
All my friends get money like (me)
All my friend get money like (uh)
If you ain't about the money
Then beat it

My friends get money like (me)
Drop top and we riding
On the beat and we sliding
I know y'all chicks wanna
Shake ur hips and dip
Then shake ur hips like (uh)
Move those hips on me
Baby just sway em to the beat
I love when they move on me
I love when you move on me
Hips all nice they chunky
Move yo feet like one,two,three
I got you rockin, got u hopping
Yeah ur bitch she toppin
She rockin with the gang
And leaving with a bang
It ain't no stopping
Now she with me u can't get her back
She running from u like a quarterback
She Running to me like running back
Sorry bro can't have her back (Hey)

Shake it, shake it, shake it
Bring it back like I'm pop
Get naked then face it
Y'all not messing with me
I hopped out my feelings
Then hopped in a bag
Y'all not happy y'all sad
And only wanna see me fall
I'm getting that bag
He flipping it
We getting the bag, we getting it
Getting the bag, we flippin it
Gettin that bag, we gettin it

Bet you can't hurt
Bitch u wanna hurt me
F*ck that I'm going berserk
Bet you wanna hurt me
Bitch you can't hurt me
I'll put ya ass in a hearse

Who u know can do it like me
Who you know that's slaughtering beats
Who u kno that's Making this heat
Hitting all these Melodic feats
Charging hall for features
Aint easy making all this heat
Doubted me and now u a believer
Hit me up wanting all these features
Got yo hips rockin
Now ur bitch bopping
They hate on me cuz they I'm great
Nah I'm nigga u just mad u late
Nah nigga just go and disappear
(She's here)