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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marshall Drayton
Songwriter
William Fletcher
Songwriter
Lyrics
All I need is the two of us
Brick of ice in a newer truck
Pullin' up let them see us stunt
If a nigga hate let them see my gun
Dinner dates them shits cool with me
But I be popping beans at least two or three
So I'm probably geeked
I keep a tool on me
It's like fuck the world if it's you and me
I got make it I been stressing 'bout it
Where you been I'm only pressed about it
You my only friend I feel less without ya
Know I'm reckless 'bout ya
Get to stepping' bout it
See I got options
But that pussy toxic and that head sloppy and that ass phat
I think about it
Having flashbacks
So when we kicking back I still can't relax
Heart broke I'm getting feelings back
I'm in these streets and I be in the trap
Tryna get away so I don't get attached
My brother gone I can't get him back
My mind gone and my soul trapped
And I be eating ass I hope you in to that
I'm on go, I can't move slow
I be living fast like I'm in a Scat
Me and you
If I hit some licks, can you stash a brick?
Can you make a move?
Swear the two of us
We can fuck them up
And we don't need a crew
We can rob the plug
You can set them up and I'll sell his food
We can fight or fuck
Just don't fuck me up
See I been hurt enough
And I don't play with feeling
If you play with mines imma fuck you up
See I play with pistols
Niggas really dying where I'm coming from
We can run it up and then really slide
Is we gone be together?
Sunshine or the coldest weather
We go back like Coogi sweaters
Girl I'll buy you diamonds cuz that pussy pressure
Pick you up in that newer truck
It's a Dolo vibe just the two of us
Buckle up but keep a pistol tucked
I'm a hood nigga so I hang with thugs
Pack slow been stressing bout it
we got ends you ain't pressed about it
Call your friends and you text about it
'Cuz my attention you want undivided
That lil dress I'm take you out it
You don't fake about it
You gone take dick
You gone ride it like a space ship
So a day trip girl it ain't shit
Brown liquor you gone pour it back
Ass fat you gone throw it back
Imma keep a gun like that shit attached
We was under homes just to get it back
Ya mind gone and your soul snatched
It's mine forever can't get it back
I'm on go, I can't move slow
I be living fast like I'm running track
Me and you
If I hit some licks, can you stash a brick?
Can you make a move?
Swear the two of us
We can fuck them up
And we don't need a crew
We can rob the plug
You can set them up and I'll sell his food
We can fight or fuck
Just don't fuck me up
See I been hurt enough
And I don't play with feeling
If you play with mines imma fuck you up
See I play with pistols
Niggas really dying where I'm coming from
We can run it up and then really slide
Writer(s): Marshall Drayton
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