Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruno Agustin Duarte
Songwriter
Lyrics
Brondde noises
Hoe back it up, just throw it on me now
You ain't gotta pay for shit, nah not when I'm around
Sand up on my nuts, I was dogging your hoe on the beach
This whole love thing not for me
229 on wrist 41 on my jeans
Fuck
And I just wanna feel the love
I just wanna feel alive
I just wanna feel alive
I just wanna feel alive
Face a blunt bring me closer to heaven
Getting fucked up, taking shots to the head
Gotta watch where you walk, I don't play at all
Riding round' drop top benz, glock right in the glove
Uh, yuh and that pussy plump
And your ass so fine bitch you make me
Uh
Uh yuh and that pussy plump
I need to get little higher
Higher, get high as can be
If you on a scale don't be talking on me
Ok now the bands up and they want me
We can climb all the bands on me
Bags up bands for Jimmi
Posted in a Bentley to the bank
Fuck how you talk about me
I don't have no regrets, thats why bands up
Fuck bitch
Imma make it clap oh nah damn
Jumped in, and she got up with a
Limp
Writer(s): Bruno Duarte
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