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Hey, Wanna Make An Album

Drunker then a bitch

I might need a spliff

Need some of the weed

Roll it in this bitch

I got weed up in my planner

Bitch

Mine my manners

I'm talking to God

You talking to sinners

You live in the fiction

Young rich nigga my description

Yeah, I got time to play

I got time to wait

I told you it would be different

But I can't do it with you

I cannot do it with you

She bad as fuck for that attitude

If it's a problem, then we shoot

Left her heart in two

She won't fuck with me again

But I can't be with you

You can't play the victim now

This game is for two

Can I phone a friend, babe

Is that fine with ya

I gotta cross my T's

And all my odds, can no one know

She gon' hit my phone at three

Yeah, that's where did she go

I can't smoke when I'm high, girl

I said that shit, I'm told

I'ma keep fuckin with shawty

She my antidote

Yeah, I got time to play

I got time to wait

I told you it would be different

But I can't do it with you

Lookin' like the stars

I'm talkin' bout my side

I'm talkin' bout my body

Blowin' up on niggas

Poppin' all my jiggas

Gettin' all this money

I'm stackin' all the bills

It mean that I'm in love with hunnids

My telly gon' keep it comin

My shawty gon' keep on stunnin

I've been at the top so long

I don't think that I'm fallin

I've been fuckin' for so long

I woke up in the morning

And the next thing that I do

Is keep my sidey comin

Keep my Glock D and my stick

Cause choppas keep on comin

Niggas wanna ball like this

They see the way I'm stunnin

Niggas wanna talk like me

But see the way I'm walkin

They was hatin' on a kid

But now they see me thummin

What happened to all of that

Y'all quit all that talkin

Niggas up on my dick

But now them niggas ain't talkin

They see the way I'm walkin

I got your sidey stalkin

She love the way a nigga side

When I walk in