Wait on you to call me all night
Sticks on sticks lil bitch you know we don't fight
You poured your heart out I pour codeine on ice
I only drink if it's spiked
I told babygirl that I'm high
Babygirl I'm tweakin, I might lose my sight
Lil nigga in here tweakin, he might lose his life
Should I come Bottega or Balenciaga ? I can't make up my mind
I might make her a mama, can't make her my wife
Too high for to drive can I stay for the night ?
Hop in the GLE I'm taking it for a ride.
Li baby we finna boot up, hope you not afraid of heights
I'm in this bitch having fun but I'm still strapped up with the pipe
Give her that dick make her run I make that li bitch sit tight
I'm on oxycontin she on Adderall
I already popped it I'm not mad at all
Bro be traveling with the rock he don't play basketball
Treat a bad bitch like a thot then I pass her off
Pick up the za from the westside
You ain't got no money go get ya bread right
I popped a Percocet to get my head right
I got the FN right by my bedside
Brodie be shooting long range he got deadeye
I get so booted I can't send a text right
Walking around with the stick like a jedi
Pouring up Tris lil bitch it's bedtime
Wait on you to call me all night
Sticks on sticks lil bitch you know we don't fight
You poured your heart out I pour codeine on ice
I only drink if it's spiked
I told babygirl that I'm high
Babygirl I'm tweakin, I might lose my sight
Lil nigga in here tweakin, he might lose his life
Should I come Bottega or Balenciaga ? I can't make up my mind
I might make her a mama, can't make her my wife
Too high for to drive can I stay for the night ?
BRYCE FORBES - stay4danight Lyrics
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Wait on you to call me all night
Sticks on sticks lil bitch you know we don't fight
You poured your heart out I pour codeine on ice
I only drink if it's spiked
I told babygirl that I'm high
Babygirl I'm tweakin, I might lose my sight
Lil nigga in here tweakin, he might lose his life
Should I come Bottega or Balenciaga ? I can't make up my mind
I might make her a mama, can't make her my wife
Too high for to drive can I stay for the night ?
Hop in the GLE I'm taking it for a ride.
Li baby we finna boot up, hope you not afraid of heights
I'm in this bitch having fun but I'm still strapped up with the pipe
Give her that dick make her run I make that li bitch sit tight
I'm on oxycontin she on Adderall
I already popped it I'm not mad at all
Bro be traveling with the rock he don't play basketball
Treat a bad bitch like a thot then I pass her off
Pick up the za from the westside
You ain't got no money go get ya bread right
I popped a Percocet to get my head right
I got the FN right by my bedside
Brodie be shooting long range he got deadeye
I get so booted I can't send a text right
Walking around with the stick like a jedi
Pouring up Tris lil bitch it's bedtime
Wait on you to call me all night
Sticks on sticks lil bitch you know we don't fight
You poured your heart out I pour codeine on ice
I only drink if it's spiked
I told babygirl that I'm high
Babygirl I'm tweakin, I might lose my sight
Lil nigga in here tweakin, he might lose his life
Should I come Bottega or Balenciaga ? I can't make up my mind
I might make her a mama, can't make her my wife
Too high for to drive can I stay for the night ?
Sticks on sticks lil bitch you know we don't fight
You poured your heart out I pour codeine on ice
I only drink if it's spiked
I told babygirl that I'm high
Babygirl I'm tweakin, I might lose my sight
Lil nigga in here tweakin, he might lose his life
Should I come Bottega or Balenciaga ? I can't make up my mind
I might make her a mama, can't make her my wife
Too high for to drive can I stay for the night ?
Hop in the GLE I'm taking it for a ride.
Li baby we finna boot up, hope you not afraid of heights
I'm in this bitch having fun but I'm still strapped up with the pipe
Give her that dick make her run I make that li bitch sit tight
I'm on oxycontin she on Adderall
I already popped it I'm not mad at all
Bro be traveling with the rock he don't play basketball
Treat a bad bitch like a thot then I pass her off
Pick up the za from the westside
You ain't got no money go get ya bread right
I popped a Percocet to get my head right
I got the FN right by my bedside
Brodie be shooting long range he got deadeye
I get so booted I can't send a text right
Walking around with the stick like a jedi
Pouring up Tris lil bitch it's bedtime
Wait on you to call me all night
Sticks on sticks lil bitch you know we don't fight
You poured your heart out I pour codeine on ice
I only drink if it's spiked
I told babygirl that I'm high
Babygirl I'm tweakin, I might lose my sight
Lil nigga in here tweakin, he might lose his life
Should I come Bottega or Balenciaga ? I can't make up my mind
I might make her a mama, can't make her my wife
Too high for to drive can I stay for the night ?
Writer: Bryce Dangerfield
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