Damn, I tried to stop
Oh baby
Baby (baby)
Baby
Babe (you literally are my everything)
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
Huh, lean
Huh, Put Biscotti in my
Lungs, I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't
Talk, I just up the beam
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans
Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean
Bankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green
Still a blue face king
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
That shit got me laughin', haha
Kel-tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
Fuck nigga, I'm your father
Don't matter if you older
They say age is just a number
If that's the case, I'm way over
Than who? These niggas
And these bitches that think that they get it
For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick
Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me
Apologies for my fuckery
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em
Huh, lean
Huh, Put Biscotti in my
Lungs, I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't
Talk, I just up the beam
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave
(Yeah)I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans