It could all be so simple
Ain't mean to lie baby girl I just miss you
I run the town but I keep me a pistol
You acting up ima have to dismiss you
It could be all so simple
Hop in my ride baby girl check the rear view
Ima fly guy but you know that's what bread do
I Kiss on yo thighs baby girl cause you special
It could all be so simple but niggas be hating
So I bust at they mental drummers start drumming
Like he make instrumentals Ima young king like I'm from Sacramento
We got choppas and pistols with hella red beams
So if you hide we won't miss you got shooters that shooting
Swear to god they official have niggas be missing
And I swear we won't miss you
Popping niggas like pimples
I'm popping his top like I'm making a dimple
I'm blasting my gun because I love the crescendo
Pass me the ball bet you I score in the end zone
Ain't never lie ain't tryna be in the friend zone
I'd rather be playing quarter back in the end zone
It could all be so simple
Ain't mean to lie baby girl I just miss you
I run the town but I keep me a pistol
You acting up ima have to dismiss you
It could be all so simple
Hop in my ride baby girl check the rear view
Ima fly guy but you know that's what bread do
I Kiss on yo thighs baby girl cause you special
Dreko Bandz - Simple Lyrics
Dreko Bandz - Simple Lyrics
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It could all be so simple
Ain't mean to lie baby girl I just miss you
I run the town but I keep me a pistol
You acting up ima have to dismiss you
It could be all so simple
Hop in my ride baby girl check the rear view
Ima fly guy but you know that's what bread do
I Kiss on yo thighs baby girl cause you special
It could all be so simple but niggas be hating
So I bust at they mental drummers start drumming
Like he make instrumentals Ima young king like I'm from Sacramento
We got choppas and pistols with hella red beams
So if you hide we won't miss you got shooters that shooting
Swear to god they official have niggas be missing
And I swear we won't miss you
Popping niggas like pimples
I'm popping his top like I'm making a dimple
I'm blasting my gun because I love the crescendo
Pass me the ball bet you I score in the end zone
Ain't never lie ain't tryna be in the friend zone
I'd rather be playing quarter back in the end zone
It could all be so simple
Ain't mean to lie baby girl I just miss you
I run the town but I keep me a pistol
You acting up ima have to dismiss you
It could be all so simple
Hop in my ride baby girl check the rear view
Ima fly guy but you know that's what bread do
I Kiss on yo thighs baby girl cause you special
Ain't mean to lie baby girl I just miss you
I run the town but I keep me a pistol
You acting up ima have to dismiss you
It could be all so simple
Hop in my ride baby girl check the rear view
Ima fly guy but you know that's what bread do
I Kiss on yo thighs baby girl cause you special
It could all be so simple but niggas be hating
So I bust at they mental drummers start drumming
Like he make instrumentals Ima young king like I'm from Sacramento
We got choppas and pistols with hella red beams
So if you hide we won't miss you got shooters that shooting
Swear to god they official have niggas be missing
And I swear we won't miss you
Popping niggas like pimples
I'm popping his top like I'm making a dimple
I'm blasting my gun because I love the crescendo
Pass me the ball bet you I score in the end zone
Ain't never lie ain't tryna be in the friend zone
I'd rather be playing quarter back in the end zone
It could all be so simple
Ain't mean to lie baby girl I just miss you
I run the town but I keep me a pistol
You acting up ima have to dismiss you
It could be all so simple
Hop in my ride baby girl check the rear view
Ima fly guy but you know that's what bread do
I Kiss on yo thighs baby girl cause you special
Writer: Dreko Bandz
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