Walking downtown with a bitch on my right
Never back down shawty love pickin fights
Walking downtown with a bitch l.e.s
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I don't wanna go where the people go
Where they get too high never feel the low
Getting all lined up for a line to blow
Gotta get f*cked up right before a show
I want a light-skin, slim thick, cuban hoe
Bring her to my crib, real snug, studio
And I could slit her throat for a video
To get my name spread all through the city though
Hard to hear em scream
Knowing they wont have a dream
Or even a life to live after I make a mess
To everyone I hurt I swear I meant the best
I'm tryna get this pain I got off of my chest
I want it bad, not to have to make you sad
To see how you look with insides all over your out
I tie you up then force a lit match in ya mouth
To let you go is hard, I cannot live without
Playing god
Beg me for mercy
Bet you feel thirsty
With no water
I'll rip your nails off if you don't chain-smoke
The blunts I rolled you
I know you're scared but shawty just do what the f*ck I told you
I got a passion for your thrashing, I will f*cking fold you
And if you're thinking, why comply?
Then I might f*cking show you
Yeah, I might f*cking show you
While I'm here, playing god
Lexa Gates - 8th St. Lyrics
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Walking downtown with a bitch on my right
Never back down shawty love pickin fights
Walking downtown with a bitch l.e.s
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I don't wanna go where the people go
Where they get too high never feel the low
Getting all lined up for a line to blow
Gotta get f*cked up right before a show
I want a light-skin, slim thick, cuban hoe
Bring her to my crib, real snug, studio
And I could slit her throat for a video
To get my name spread all through the city though
Hard to hear em scream
Knowing they wont have a dream
Or even a life to live after I make a mess
To everyone I hurt I swear I meant the best
I'm tryna get this pain I got off of my chest
I want it bad, not to have to make you sad
To see how you look with insides all over your out
I tie you up then force a lit match in ya mouth
To let you go is hard, I cannot live without
Playing god
Beg me for mercy
Bet you feel thirsty
With no water
I'll rip your nails off if you don't chain-smoke
The blunts I rolled you
I know you're scared but shawty just do what the f*ck I told you
I got a passion for your thrashing, I will f*cking fold you
And if you're thinking, why comply?
Then I might f*cking show you
Yeah, I might f*cking show you
While I'm here, playing god
Never back down shawty love pickin fights
Walking downtown with a bitch l.e.s
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I don't wanna go where the people go
Where they get too high never feel the low
Getting all lined up for a line to blow
Gotta get f*cked up right before a show
I want a light-skin, slim thick, cuban hoe
Bring her to my crib, real snug, studio
And I could slit her throat for a video
To get my name spread all through the city though
Hard to hear em scream
Knowing they wont have a dream
Or even a life to live after I make a mess
To everyone I hurt I swear I meant the best
I'm tryna get this pain I got off of my chest
I want it bad, not to have to make you sad
To see how you look with insides all over your out
I tie you up then force a lit match in ya mouth
To let you go is hard, I cannot live without
Playing god
Beg me for mercy
Bet you feel thirsty
With no water
I'll rip your nails off if you don't chain-smoke
The blunts I rolled you
I know you're scared but shawty just do what the f*ck I told you
I got a passion for your thrashing, I will f*cking fold you
And if you're thinking, why comply?
Then I might f*cking show you
Yeah, I might f*cking show you
While I'm here, playing god
Writer: I. G
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