Doves Lyrics

I'm tryna fly you out of state

I'm tryna buy you bags bae

Fuck, yeah

I'm tryna get your right

My drugs too good bae they'll have you out for space

Come give me real love

Bitch gonna give me face

I'm talking real love them real doves

The hoe got tats on her face

She tryna fuck in the back of the Raf

I can't fall in love so I gotta skate

I ran up a bag don't know what I'm tryna escape

I hit from the back and you know there's a tape

I don't care if the ass is fake

Surgeon good what can I say

I smoke my wood and count my pape

Got morning wood just for my bae

Can't save no hoe don't got no cape

Fuck it I might if she got cake

She got bags

Oh I'm tryna fill the void

I'm tryna fill the void

I'm tryna fill the void, void

Oh, yeah

I'm tryna fly you out of state

I'm tryna buy you bags bae

Fuck, yeah

I'm tryna get your right

My drugs too good bae they'll have you out for space

Come give me real love

Bitch gonna give me face

I'm talking real love them real doves

The hoe got tats on her face

Oh she want real drugs got real drugs

Oh