Sippin Horchata ft. Madloveluna Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Come on yeah

Okay yeah

Yeah

Okay I'm ready let's go

Sipping on horchata I'm not leaning off that dirty stuff

I just be myself they still love me like a Stanley cup

My girl colder than a mug took some L's now I'm winning

Seen my haters with a mean mug on they face but I get it

Yeah I get we got it its cool

No we not the same yeah I stay in my lane

Back in school you was asking for hugs

If you a man putting hands on a girl you a bitch TLC you a scrub

No we not the same yeah I stay in my lane

She gone call when that thang need a rub

Yeah I'm running the game wear my New Jersey

Still run to them bands on my worst day

I just want the cash the cheese the dineros

She sick of all these niggas like she caught a cold

No Travis Scott but bae I got the antidote

I fuck you good I love you good head Honor Roll

I like my mental health good and my women bad

It's Mr 5x2 can you do the math

Subtracting all the hate and adding up them racks

Yeah I'm with Luna seen my blood like I peeled a scab

I got T-Pain in my eyes she said she love me I can't believe it

She a ride or die tryna change my mind I'd love to see it

She know Brax10 make her cum and that kitty getting 8

I got blanco in my cup I just like the way it taste

Sippin on horchata I'm not leaning off that dirty stuff

I just be myself they still love me like a Stanley Cup

My girl colder than a mug took some L's now I'm winning

Seen my haters with a mean mug on they face but I get it

Yeah I get it we got it it's cool

No we not the same yeah I stay in my lane

Back in school you was asking for hugs

If you a man putting hands on the girl you a bitch TLC you a scrub

No we no the same yeah I stay I my lane

She gone call when that than need a rub

Yeah I'm running the game wear my New Jersey

Still run to them bands on my worst day

Yeah yeah yeah

Feelin clean and I'm keeping it tucked

Why these niggas be testing they luck

Duffle bag in the back of the truck And two bad B's with me I'm up

Keep the 40 on me like an old E cause a nigga don't know me

Make her take off her clothing shawty told me she want me

Can't go back to the old me man I'd rather be lonely

I don't feel like answering questions

I don't wanna speak to the reverend fuck the middle man

I wanna speak to the Lord for all of my sins and confessions

Thank him for all of the blessings

And shout out to all of my bitches that's pulling up taking it deep in the sessions

And I don't even give shit no more I don't wanna get lit no mo

I done had this chick I don't want the same bitch no mo

And I don't even wanna quit no more cause I can't see shit but the price of the whip no mo

And I used to let the bitch give me all my character but niggas ain't moved by shit no mo

Say she wanna take shit slow but only thing slow is the way this dick gone stroke

Hold up put her on hold got another bitch on go

And one of them fucked my bro and the other one got no clothes tryna play my song

Like this your jam this your song

You love when I turn you on

When you gonna go take off them thongs take off

Sipping on horchata I'm not leaning off that dirty stuff

I just be myself they still love me like a Stanley cup

My girl colder than a mug took some L's now I'm winning

See my haters with a mean mug on they face but I get it

Yeah I get it we got it it's cool

No we not the same yeah I stay in my lane

Back in school you was asking for hugs

If you a man putting hands on a girl you a bitch TLC you a scrub

No we not the same yeah I stay in my lane

She gone call when that than need a rub

Yeah I'm running the game wear my New Jersey

Still run to them bands on my worst day