Bonnie & Clyde

Baby got my attention, I'll clear the room there's no tension

Ima' spit it how I spit hope you don't get offended

Babygirl you so special I won't text it I vent it

Now just hop in the whip let's take a trip down to Venice

We can go feel the breeze

There ain't no blood on the leaves

I got the backwood got the tree

Ain't no where else to be

Like oh woah she fucking with the vibe

She don't even smoke weed but around me she stay high

That's on the Gang ain't no reason why I gotta lie

She gave me the pussy I killed that shit it's a homicide