I love you baby,
But I heard you're in the streets and I,
Don't trust you lately,
Now I've gotta leave.
I ,
Love you baby,
But I heard you're in the streets and I,
Don't trust you lately,
Now I've gotta leave.
Now,
I don't wanna f*ck with you,
And I ain't no basic dude,
So its back to the pimping,
The bitch tripping,
But her best friend wants me too.
That was just a screen-grab but I've never seen her,
Pull up in a AMG but she want a beamer,
Love at first sight man I thought you was an angel,
Now you're showing me colours that I ain't ever paid for.
Hot girls and drop tops,
My side girl cool but you not.
She says I changed but Sandi stay hot,
Cuban locks,
And moon rocks,
Dope fiend,
I think I drank too much lean,
I think I done lost my cheese,
Mans not hot,
Shout out big shaq tell them,
Ski-di-pop-pop.
I love you baby,
But I heard you're in the streets and I,
Don't trust you lately,
Now I've gotta leave.
I,
Love you baby,
But I heard you're in the streets and I,
Don't trust you lately,
Now I've gotta leave.
Love you baby.
Don't trust you lately.
Love you baby.
Don't trust you lately.