22 (Remix)

(ZvanZ)
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She havin deep thought, and I can see it
Everything that I say, know I mean it
Said, 'I love you,' just believe it
I hate it when we argue for no reason
Pourin up that cup, I think Im drinkin
Im pourin up for nothin, think Im fiendin
She goin off for nothin, think Im cheatin
I cant blame lil baby, Im a demon
We out, I order Sprite and put codeine in it
But she dont like that shit when I be ignorant
Im pourin up the pint what you had spent on rent
If she dont like her ass, then we fixin it
Hop in X six twin-turbo, big as shit
My bitch bad and she boujee and she Snicker thick
Nigga tryna pluck twenty-two, we split his wig
You could try to try my bitch, but you aint gettin shit
You niggas desperate for my ho
I keep checkin on my ho
I aint never stressin on my ho
I count these backends with my ho
You be actin for your ho
Youll get slapped in front of your ho
I cant believe these jokes
Nigga dapped me up sayin, 'Bro'
Then tried to talk to my ho
But we aint stressin anything
Its still purple everything
Its still purple everything
Blowing up his phone, I know Im trippin for no reason
He gon call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin
He dont want no other hoes cause that lil shit too easy
Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don't mean it
My big bro say Im trippin, but I got a hundred reasons
A hundred fuckin reasons, Im never ever leavin
Nope, I aint leavin
Even if we aint speakin
And if we aint speakin, you know Ima be tweakin
Need a real bitch, I aint nothin like these groupie hoes
Nothin like these bitches sittin front row at your fuckin shows
He need him a real one, somethin to make him feel some
I know I aint tripping man, about you I might kill some
Huh, yeah kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some
Make one call, he still come cause I make him feel some
Yeah, feel some (feel some)
This lil somethin different, swear to God it make him feel numb