I Got This Beat From Kanye Lyrics

Blue messages hit your phone

Tell me you by yourself

No chaser off the patron

You know I'm something else

Texting you off of my nigga phone cause my messages green

I wish you didn't get all your essence from off of a screen

Can't turn a bad girl good

Good girls for the win

She go bad you never ever get that bitch again

Arguments led to druck sex

Putting pink inside my stomach like it's upset

She say your ego gone get bigger with the success

I said I like you off the liquor cause you talk less

Quiet rooms lead to loud thoughts

3 Hail Marys to chase what I brought

You don't ride for me you just ride cock

2am look out the window and you in the hood

No emotions when we fucking but that pussy is good

You could set the mood

Why you always rude

Start the fighting more

Cause bored tongues turn to swords this the art of war

2:30 you in the hood l know shit can't be good

You say you was buying weed

Can't smell that shit in your hood

Then you would shed a tear

Reflections through chandeliers

I'm kissing behind your ears

Eleviate all your fears

Arguments led to druck sex

Putting pink inside my stomach like it's upset

Quite rooms lead to loud thoughts

3 Hail Marys to chase the I henny I brought

You don't ride for me you just ride cock