ERIKA ft. Chrissaves Lyrics

Damn right, Josh White

Yeah, yeah

Yo, he ain't playin' the block, he playin' the character

Yeah, yo that's on my mother I'm breakin' the barrier

Girl if I send that text then I know you'll be tearin' up

I pray to God, hope he blessin' America

I get a hunch when I'm talkin' to Erika, shit

Yea, no they can't see me, just know I'm right there in the mist

I gotta keep it on brand my nigga that's why I put shit on my wrist

You wasn't part of the plan lil mami, I just wanna get in your ribs

Don't wanna call you a fan lil mami, but I think that shoe gonna fit

Yeah, he get sent to the morgue that was straight to a spliff

Ain't got a clue what I'm talkin' about

Yo that's actually good on my end

And we just finished displayin' some lights on your block, we might spin it again

No we ain't playin' pretend, tryin' your luck, I do not recommend

Brodie talk hot shit cause he know that the clippy extend

I'm finna start up a mosh pit, when I jump in I'm feelin' the zen

Hop on that highway, ho I move when the money is sent

Yo, bought the Chanel kicks, now I'm breakin' em in

Brodie talk hot shit cause he know that the clippy extend

I'm finna start up a mosh pit, when I jump in I'm feelin' the zen

Hop on that highway, ho I move when the money is sent

Yo, bought the Chanel kicks, now I'm breakin' em in

Yo, he ain't playin' the block, he playin' the character

Yeah, yo that's on my mother I'm breakin' the barrier

Girl if I send that text then I know you'll be tearin' up

I pray to God, hope he blessin' America

I get a hunch when I'm talkin' to Erika, shit