CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Revenge of the Dreamers pt 4
Gave a n***a my last
How could you hate on me?
When I was packin' my bag
Why you ain't wait on me?
Hopped my ass in that cab
Took it way upstream
Pullin' all of my scabs
Hopin' they don't bleed
I have my last in my pocket with the stakes on me
I was goin' so fast, I ain't have no brakes on me
Pull up with a bad b*t*h she like "it's a lake on me"
And just so you know we back here, we splittin' the seat
Yeah I'm in LA, you know I'm splittin' the tree
Gotta get the cake, OD
Movin' fast like Usain on me
No I don't skate, but the b*t*h say my body so long
She wanna play on me
My n***a wasn't nervous
Weren't no shakes on me
I'm just tryna keep it sane and remain lowkey
I'm in the crib scrapin' plates all clean
Jaw lock, molly rock
Got my face all mean
Last time I drunk at a show
I had to throw the drank in the face
Of the security
In the club tryna take y'all drinks
Still cut the steak off clean
And I lookin' like a stringbean
b*t*h say my T-bone mean
Still take it all for the team
You n***as all for the clout
Might pound for the cheese
And I've seen sh*t go wrong 'round these streets
You don't know me, see
Sports wasn't organized
Can't switch on my team
Still stick to the schemes (Still meddling)
This on your scalp, you know I'm talkin' 'bout that beam
Good pu**y
Bustin' like the old couch out the springs
Aah! (f**k!)
Aah! (f**k!)
(b*t*hes gon' love that, b*t*hes gon' love that!
b*t*hes gon' love that!)
b*t*hes definitely don't love that sh*t, n***a
You know me, we in the kitchen with it
We in the kitchen with it
You ain't gon' tell me nothin'
We 3,000 miles away in this b*t*h
You ain't gon' tell me nothin', n***a
We here (Yeah!
Aah!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
n***a's gone crazy)
How could you hate on me?
When I was packin' my bag
Why you ain't wait on me?
Hopped my ass in that cab
Took it way upstream
Pullin' all of my scabs
Hopin' they don't bleed
I have my last in my pocket with the stakes on me
I was goin' so fast, I ain't have no brakes on me
Pull up with a bad b*t*h she like "it's a lake on me"
And just so you know we back here, we splittin' the seat
Yeah I'm in LA, you know I'm splittin' the tree
Gotta get the cake, OD
Movin' fast like Usain on me
No I don't skate, but the b*t*h say my body so long
She wanna play on me
My n***a wasn't nervous
Weren't no shakes on me
I'm just tryna keep it sane and remain lowkey
I'm in the crib scrapin' plates all clean
Jaw lock, molly rock
Got my face all mean
Last time I drunk at a show
I had to throw the drank in the face
Of the security
In the club tryna take y'all drinks
Still cut the steak off clean
And I lookin' like a stringbean
b*t*h say my T-bone mean
Still take it all for the team
You n***as all for the clout
Might pound for the cheese
And I've seen sh*t go wrong 'round these streets
You don't know me, see
Sports wasn't organized
Can't switch on my team
Still stick to the schemes (Still meddling)
This on your scalp, you know I'm talkin' 'bout that beam
Good pu**y
Bustin' like the old couch out the springs
Aah! (f**k!)
Aah! (f**k!)
(b*t*hes gon' love that, b*t*hes gon' love that!
b*t*hes gon' love that!)
b*t*hes definitely don't love that sh*t, n***a
You know me, we in the kitchen with it
We in the kitchen with it
You ain't gon' tell me nothin'
We 3,000 miles away in this b*t*h
You ain't gon' tell me nothin', n***a
We here (Yeah!
Aah!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
n***a's gone crazy)