Lyrics

(Intro) 1 am in the morning, I only know bass in my headphones no nothing Just give me the sample, There we go I'm talkin bout bitches too, I love you all baby Oh we just batter up (Verse) Ah, it's just me and the sample, I wrote this in pajamas I wrote this while I'm fucking, think her name is Jenna People sleepin on me, fuck you where your standards? Oral head for breakfast, my little bitch perfected Get that with no protection, I shoot, she intercept it See sex is our connection, no love is currently present Just play my corner back, I leave her coming back Like Dion in the game, I'm bringing my quarterback Grab a condo nigga, I'm worth them 7 figures So kick o key to pistol and be true with your sister She says she love the crew, put 4 G's on the coupe Hurricane Sandy, the rollie flooded too See it's just me and the sample, no 808 survive But still I hope on the beat and I murder that bitch, I'm beasting dog Flow as hell on earth, RIP to y'all You know I murder shit, yellow tape involved That's a true story, crib 2 stars, Know some old homies still drinking 40's, Hustlin every morning on that same corner, Money the root of evil, turning some to informants, damn (Outro) Life is such a bitch, all my hoes are thick All my whips are on, haters suck a dick Shout out to the sample, shout out to them dancers Shout out to them exes and this nigga answer I be hella styling, foreigns with no mileage Samples on refreshin, pistol in my possesion Take your bitch and keep er, call that repossesion I'ma pour more Siroc, be back in a second
Writer(s): Antoine Mccolister Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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