Indica Lyrics

I see you got a man, fuck him

It could me and you, you on some dumb shit

I be rapping, I stay off the fuck shit

She tryna go to the movies to suck dick

She supposed to be loyal and some shit

She wanna lay up and fuck and then tongue kiss

I drop her back off at home after sunset

She text her nigga she home and he upset

She come pull up, and then we have some sex

On her wrist it's my bracelet, her baguettes

Having money, bitch it's more than 2 checks

I check my phone every minute, a new text

She like, "Jaylen come help me and study"

I say that, "I'm in your city, you lucky"

I know whatever we do lead to fucking

Her nigga suspicious and shawty keep bugging

She know she wrong 'cause she getting attached

I tell her, "break up, he lame, baby dash"

She can't decide what she want and she sad

I say DND and relax

Shit done got serious, even take care when she bad, go get up and get her a bag

She on her period, run to the store get some pads, she like when I tell her she bad

New year, same me eatin' big steak

Nothin' like last year I'm finna risk-take

Know I'm too real, niggas too fake

I be in the A, probably finna go and drop another mixtape

Slime a nigga out like big snake

Go and tell that nigga, ask his bitch how my motherfuckin' dick taste

I was gone bitch I took a big break

When I came home all alone, backwoods full of cheesecake

Sitting clueless, I'm high, and we both stuck

I got Jacquees on the TV, I fuck her

She tell me go 'fore he come it's so fucked up

I can't keep playing this tough love

On the phone, talking we gon' get a big house

Nighttime, dreaming us 2 in a penthouse

Facetime, naming our kids what we talking 'bout

Could've just said, but instead, you ain't tell me you was heading out

I see you got a man, fuck him

It could me and you, you on some dumb shit

I be rapping, I stay off the fuck shit

She tryna go to the movies to suck dick

She supposed to be loyal and some shit

She wanna lay up, and fuck and then tongue kiss

I drop her back off at home after sunset

She text her nigga she home and he upset

She come pull up, and then we have some sex

On her wrist it's my bracelet, her baguettes

Having money bitch it's more than 2 checks

I check my phone every minute, a new text

She like, "Jaylen come help me and study"

I say that, "I'm in your city, you lucky"

I know whatever we do lead to fucking

Her nigga suspicious and shawty keep bugging