She Gets Tipsy Off Patron Lyrics

You been asking how I been lately, I told you, you so crazy

How you asking me for favors?, you know you won't do the same

She been telling she losing it, she said she going sane

R.I.P my fallin' soldiers, told that bitch you can't come over

We was whipping bacon soda, she a ten from sinalona

Now we all up in a rover, slow the time I'm moving slower

Pretty face look at dem' eyes, but she done told her that she mine

She steady blowing up my phone, you hear that ringer it's my song

But I seen her in the ghetto something that I call a home

But she love it on the weekend she gets tipsy off patron

She be telling me to chill like baby chill I keep it real

Always keeps her nails done but she done lived up in the field

Love my bubba with my soul, just like my momma make it home

She be all up in her feelings but deep down she know she wrong

But I know she is delusional, I told her keep it slow

Ain't no next, baby no ex you know she bitter that's the point

I done told her not to cry wipe off dem' eyes, man have some hope

I can show you how to do it, I can show you how to float

I'm gon take you to caribbean I'll take you to the coast

But I've been seeing how you acting, need some love you need to coupe

You been asking how I been lately, I told you, you so crazy

How you asking me for favors?, you know you won't do the same

She been telling she losing it, she said she going sane

R.I.P my fallin' soldiers, told that bitch you can't come over

We was whipping bacon soda, she a ten from sinalona

Now we all up in a rover, slow the time I'm moving slower

Pretty face look at dem' eyes, but she done told her that she mine

She steady blowing up my phone, you hear that ringer it's my song

But I seen her in the ghetto something that I call a home

But she love it on the weekend she gets tipsy off patron

She be telling me to chill like baby chill I keep it real

Always keeps her nails done but she done lived up in the field