
letra de she's texting me - $amaad
the real child of drama
[chorus]
f-ck it, pop out, gold t–th, gold fangs
they see you with some money and say “don’t change”
this me right here, forever, not a dope phase
this me right here, forever, if i don’t chase
i’ll never give no money, give no dolce
my brothers show me love, you think we 4 plays
i can run through fifty-k in 4 days
you think you f-ckin’ wit’ me, it ain’t no way
[verse]
what’s up in my cup?, it’s a man down
i’m just sippin’ lean, what the f-ck i look like laying down?
got you more than giuseppe, but ain’t that why you stayin’ ’round
ain’t you just say you down?
i don’t like how you talkin’
sip drank, i’m ridin’ down slauson
sip drank before i’m flossin’
sip drank, this sh-t is costin’ me
i got bags, you don’t got no bag b-tch, don’t talk to me
i got sad, but i got in that bag, jesus walk wit’ mе
you ain’t believe, god did
you can lеave, on god
you believe i’m givin’ all i got?
i got more in the tank
drama on the brink
i came in wit’ beam
akachi on the beat
sorry for the link
we just goin’ crazy
they paint me for jay-z
shoutout to solange son, gotta thank the baby
i might pop a jigga, turn into a different n-gga
she’ll do a jigga, she’ll pop an ecstasy
she’s all on the phone textin’ me
b-tch, i’m on. god keep blessin’ me
she gon’ keep on s-xin’ me
suck me ’til it ain’t e’en nothin’ left in me
money and some drank to the left of me
money in my bape duffle next to me
if i sip the drank, you’ll think less of me
if i popped these perc’s, would you judge me?
if i hopped up, went to work, would you love me still?
even when i’m not at home
i’m finna go and get that million, won’t take not that long
she leave that phone unlocked, i’m finna just lock it back
my n-ggas on that block, they ready to c-ck it back
they ready to let that sh-t go
we can’t let that sh-t go
[chorus]
f-ck it, pop out, gold t–th, gold fangs
they see you with some money and say “don’t change”
this me right here, forever, not a dope phase
this me right here, forever, if i don’t chase
i’ll never give no money, give no dolce
my brothers show me love, you think we 4 plays
i can run through fifty-k in 4 days
you think you f-ckin’ wit’ me, it ain’t no way
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