[ Featuring Kozzi ]
There's plenty faces always sayin' I'm they bestie
I run around like I am told I'm on a set piece
We finger lickin' daily silverware to set these
What I gotta do to f*ck around and get peace
There's plenty faces always sayin' I'm they bestie
I run around like I am told I'm on a set piece
We finger lickin' daily silverware to set these
What I gotta do to f*ck around and get peace
I got so much I feel like I'm livin' a wet dream
She wanna ride around hop up on my jet ski
I got a Polish whoadie he be like Pulaski
Smith and Wesson, hand my weapon
I'm simple kinda like I'm Rick O
I tiptoe hit em with the Crisco
My windows got a little tint though
And my pit bulls'll bite ya like a bitch hoe
And she gone bite you like she kickin' it with Drake hoe
I pray to God she do not hit you with the Draco
Baby bite your tongue, the bullet coming for your back
Baby mine is gone, I saw ya here, I'm coming back
Don't know right from wrong, I said it here I'm kinda sad
Until I'm long and gone just kick it here I miss you bad
Talkin' long long long long long
Talkin' long long long long
There's plenty faces always sayin' I'm they bestie
I run around like I am told I'm on a set piece
We finger lickin' daily silverware to set these
What I gotta do to f*ck around and get peace
I got so much I feel like I'm livin' a wet dream
She wanna ride around hop up on my jet ski
I got a Polish whoadie he be like Pulaski
Smith and Wesson, hand my weapon
Gotta stop gettin' in my emotions get in my bag
I fell off for a quiet minute now I'm gettin' right back
These f*cking clowns and silly goofies got me gettin' sidetracked
Beat be loopin' in my brain it's crowded need a bypass
Imma drizzy all up in me and I hold up my glass
Imma sip some Henny f*ck a dart I only try pack
I'm a sittin' bull they want me gone I want my tribe back
And they can have me gone I'm chillin' I don't wanna fight back
Murder all she wrote she killin' but got time to write that
She ain't get to heaven cuz she killin' all the wisecracks
I'm for the few not the many
I bleed for you Bobby Whitney
There's plenty faces always sayin' I'm they bestie
I run around like I am told I'm on a set piece
We finger lickin' daily silverware to set these
What I gotta do to f*ck around and get peace
I got so much I feel like I'm livin' a wet dream
She wanna ride around hop up on my jet ski
I got a Polish whoadie he be like Pulaski
Smith and Wesson, hand my weapon
There's plenty faces always sayin' I'm they bestie
I run around like I am told I'm on a set piece
We finger lickin' daily silverware to set these
What I gotta do to f*ck around and get peace
