Float 2 Da Bottom Lyrics

I only get better and better, hop out Dolce Gabanna sweater

This shit not out yet, bad hoe tryna give me neck

I like that bitch tryna give me sex, but I ain't tryna fuck yet

Cuz after I fuck I'm gone, and I won't text her back never

I just walked up in the party

Met that bitch she tryna fuck it

Met that bitch she tryna swallow, call me daddy not her father

Ain't even giving her a dollar, I'm tryna get to the comma

That bitch blowing up my phone, girl I text you back tomorrow

I don't wanna talk unless we fucking

Girl can you talk it how you walk it, I mean walk it like you talk it

They sold dreams and you bought it

I'm still climbing, girl, I gotta reach the top, I'm still going up, but I can't stop

I wanna get better than this, nephew wanna be like me, I tell em be better than me

I wanna be better than me too, cause I'm not perfect, but I'm still trying

I lost homies from last year, but shit I'm still crying

I done slowed down on lean, feel like I'm still dying

Cause if I don't got you, girl that's what I lean on

You been calling my phone, that's the wrong number, I had change my shit cause I hear death calling

Calling my phone, I ain't picking up, I done mixed this lean, I might not wake up

And I wonder, if this my last cup

And I wonder, if you love me

Girl I wonder, would you still be here if I fall out

Would you love me

If I aint had none of this cash now

Would you love me, I'm getting the money

And that's what you around for

I drop hits, they want more, don't take pic

Say I need to take more, I pour up I want more

Okay girl just one more... one done turn to two and three and four

Oh lord, watch the syrup flow to the bottom of this cup, oh lord, I found myself

Drowning in this cup, oh no, pull me back to the top of this ice, save me, just so

I can fall back down, what goes around girl goes back round, what I pour up girl must fall down