Lyrics
(Oh, you're the reason why I'm thinking)
(I don't wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more)
(I guess that's what I get for wishful thinking)
(Should've never let you enter my door)
Look
You know I'm picky but I picked you, you a pick me
I gave her a hunnid she wanted a change like gimme the 50
Like since I got lit they been on my dick like Riko you miss me
I'm making it quick but she want me now
I can't
She know I get busy
Stuck in the trap
But she know I'm making it back
And she wanna play with the strap
I'm with the guys chill relax
You got it you don't gotta ask
Lemme know I'll be there real fast
Real one I can't buy her with cash
And you come first was never in last
It's bout time I talk my shit cause you did you
I did what I did
And you knowin' ion trust shit so who you wit send me a pic
How it was yeah that's what I miss
But it is what it is
Get rich ima die trying whatever it is I'm taking that risk
Look
Fuck it she wanna roll with a thug
Love it she know I'm lovin' her love
Touch it
I might just give her the touch
Frontin' in public but we know wassup
They takin the safer route
I'm tryna figure it out
They do anything for the clout
Mind on the money my head in the clouds
(Oh, you're the reason why I'm thinking)
(I don't wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more)
(I guess that's what I get for wishful thinking)
(Should've never let you enter my door)
(Rehab)
(Gotta check into rehab)
(Shoutout 808 Melo)
Writer(s): Riko Rose
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