Every Second U Late Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I've been a fucking mess, since me and you so
Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, come on, come on, come on, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
So many drugs that I'm taking, bitch, I'm nodding every day
Every hoe that I hit, I don't got they number saved
Every artist that you listen to, you probably heard from me
Spoiled white bitch, got a rich daddy from the bay
But his home ain't bigger than my house in L.A
I'm in AZ now, she hate it that I keep going away
You can't hit none of my hoes, they know you ain't got no pape
She keep hitting on my phone every second that you late
She like, Rocket, can you slide? I'm like, no, bitch, I'm tired
Homicide in my eyes, take a tab, go for a ride
I might beat a bitch for every single time that she lied
You can't change a hoe, bro, please don't even fucking try
She in her blonde girl era, oh my god, that hoe so ugly
If she didn't have a man, then she probably wanna fuck me
If I pop a 30, pour an either of wok, I'll feel like Lucki
I need replica cologne, cause the weed, I smoke so musty
She put a gun in your name, baby, if you really love me
Grab my hand, let me guide you, baby, if you really trust me
Had to slap a bitch her head whack, but she probably just rusty
And my bro can't get a girl, he said they hoes, I'm like, they must be
So many drugs that I'm taking, bitch, I'm nodding every day
Every hoe that I hit, I don't got they number saved
Every artist that you listen to, you probably heard from me
Spoiled white bitch, got a rich daddy from the bay
But his home ain't bigger than my house in L.A
I'm in AZ now, she hate it that I keep going away
You can't hit none of my hoes, they know you ain't got no pape
She keep hitting on my phone every second that you late
She like, Rocket, can you slide? I'm like, no, bitch, I'm tired
Homicide in my eyes, take a tab, go for a ride
I might beat a bitch for every single time that she lied
You can't change a hoe, bro, please don't even fucking try