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Drose
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Wow, that's really... retro
Told me we was forever, you switchin'
I just wish that this shit could be different
Got me hurt, now I'm stuck in my feelings
Buddy knock his hoody when I'm sippin'
I went OT, I was handlin' business
Ain't gon' lie, I be missin' your kisses
I be fallin' in love with these bitches
Butterflies in my gut when we kick it
Got a crush, I be deep when I see her
Tryna play hard to get, she a diva
Won't give me a shot 'cause she say I'm a cheater
I be tellin' lil' Ri' like, "I need her"
She be playin' my songs on the speaker
Say she fuck with that boy, he can keep her
When she hug me, she feel on my nina
If she give me a chance, I'ma please her
I get a smile when she text my phone
Tell me to slide, I left my bros
You know I ain't left my pole
Let's talk 'bout the world, then travel to Rome
Pick up your brain, tryna see what you on
Where you at, baby girl? Let me see you
I ain't him, I won't never mistreat you
Take a ride, we could go get some seafood
Better have you a pole when you see me
Told her friends that she fuck with a street dude
Bang my ex, that's whenever I please to
I won't lie, how to shoot, I'ma teach you
Don't compare me to him, we ain't equal
She just gave me her number, I'm on her
I be all on her page like a stalker
If she let me fuck, I'ma slaughter
Fuck around and give shorty a daughter
Sike, let me slow down
Drizzin' that car 'cause the windows rolled down
We was 15, tryna smoke a whole pound
Cops caught a nigga, and they told me, "Get down," look
I told my brodie I like her
I'm tryna wife 'em, she in the car, whole tire
I'm tryna get up inside her, she my for life, or
I got some killers for hire
I keep my mask, Michael Myers, she my lil' spider
She scream my name when I pipe her
I keep my mask, Michael Myers, she my lil' spider
She scream my name when I pipe her
I ain't stoppin', if that shit ain't no za, I ain't coppin'
Got a beam on the gun, I ain't boxin'
What, you thought that D. Rose get it poppin'?
Fuck, boy, you better hide, duck
'Cause I got my .9 tucked
Told her she could be mine, but
Can't get by my side, bruh