[Intro]Damn, I tried to stopOh babyABaby (baby)ABabyBabe (you literally are my everything)[Refrão]ABaby, I've been on the runABut I would never run from your loveIf you feel on my dick, there's a gunNot right there, just a little aboveI value my relationship, it's foreverBut I've been cheatin' on the drugsBroke up with codeine, need a new plugHit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em[Próxima Parte]AHuh, leanAHuh, Put Biscotti in my[Refrão]Lungs, I'm smokin' greenChopper on me, I don'tATalk, I just up the beamAHuh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the sceneClose range, so I got blood on my jeans[Primeira Parte]ASaints Row cup, ain't no red in my leanABankrolled up, I been swimmin' in greenStill a blue face kingABenjamin Franklin come dirty and cleanAI know my haters hate to see me succeedIf they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' meThat shit got me laughin', hahaAKel-tec get to rappin', grrah, grrahAFuck nigga, I'm your fatherDon't matter if you olderThey say age is just a numberAIf that's the case, I'm way overAThan who? These niggasAnd these bitches that think that they get itFor a backstage pass, she'll suck the dickBitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticketAWalk through the night with my gun like a creepAOn my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-CI don't know what it's gonna take you to believeI ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave youA(Ayy, ayy, ayy)AI ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave youYou stuck with meApologies for my fuckery[Refrão]ABaby, I've been on the runABut I would never run from your love[Próxima Parte]AHuh, leanAHuh, Put Biscotti in my[Refrão] (repetir)[Próxima Parte][Final]
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[Intro]
Damn, I tried to stop
Oh baby
A
Baby (baby)
A
Baby
Babe (you literally are my everything)
[Refrão]
A
Baby, I've been on the run
A
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
[Próxima Parte]
A
Huh, lean
A
Huh, Put Biscotti in my
[Refrão]
Lungs, I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't
A
Talk, I just up the beam
A
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans
[Primeira Parte]
A
Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean
A
Bankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green
Still a blue face king
A
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
A
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
That shit got me laughin', haha
A
Kel-tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
A
Fuck nigga, I'm your father
Don't matter if you older
They say age is just a number
A
If that's the case, I'm way over
A
Than who? These niggas
And these bitches that think that they get it
For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick
Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket
A
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
A
On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
A
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me
Apologies for my fuckery
[Refrão]
A
Baby, I've been on the run
A
But I would never run from your love
[Próxima Parte]
A
Huh, lean
A
Huh, Put Biscotti in my
[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
[Final]
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