Love Letters (feat. Daddy2live)

Don't forget to write me love letters I'm out my mind I cannot see I'm off the drugs baby One Percocet is all I need I'll fall in love baby I swear I seen you in my dreams I'm tryna fuck baby I'm tryna show you how it be But you a Dub Baby Ademar, Givenchy, Gucci On my gun baby She want some One on one Now she don't get none baby Break it down roll it up This shit for ya lungs baby And she down She the one She gonnn run it up baby Run in the crib And I fuck on that bitch And up it and fuck her friend yuhhh She understand when I'm beatin the back Cause I envy no gentleman taaa I'm Peter Pan When i'm off of the loud I get high ain't gonn never land yea They off a xan way Way i'm moving so fast I be ballin It don't make a cent ya Handle this hand When you countin the bands I'mma flip it and do it again Why they be callin me all on my phone? Don't be askin me questions I'm pleading the 5th yea Niggas be talkin Be hating on me I be thumbin Just hop off the dick Why you callin my phone I ain't pickin up You ain't talkin bout bands I ain't pickin up Tryin to hit a lil lick On the kid Lil pussy ass jit Boy ya guns ain't big enough Where you from? I ain't seen you round here? Tryna play in the water You get drowned here Never far from the back But I'm all for the gats Want beef? Got smoke? Bring it down here Don't forget to write me love letters I'm out my mind I cannot see I'm off the drugs baby One Percocet is all I need I'll fall in love baby I swear I seen you in my dreams I'm tryna fuck baby I'm tryna show you how it be But you a Dub Baby Ademar, Givenchy, Gucci On my gun baby She wanna be on a bean on the weekend I wanna hit up her friend for a three some Guess we got different agendas I wanna take her to tables and BEND HER Lately I been on a BENDER All of my niggas got metal like BENDER All of my dogs they got metal like Gotter I just hit me a new bitch and forgot her Say you got love for me? Show me that you love me When you fuck on me Yea Look at me Fuck on me All my ex's are triple X All of my bitches are privileged Call up lil Gypsy two end a hex All of my witches are sending hits Niggas claim they wann fight me Know they sweeter than a Hi-C Mad bitches wanna wife me Told em all unlikely If the feds indite me Tell me baby would you write me? Like a note sang by Mariah Carey Would you show me love on high key? I hope you don't try me Drunk sext they excite me Took ya time sendin love letters And I know ya time is so pricey Know ya time so pricey Know ya time so priceless Know ya like me high key You could be my wife next I'm in love with her When I'm off the drugs she know I fuck better When she off the drugs she know I fuck with her Sendin me them drunk texts sound like love letters Love letters Yea