Plus, they keep bud in the kitchen, fuck some eggs and grits Jimmy Henchman with the shipment, I sold a lot of shit Woke up in the mornin', bust down me a brick East Atlanta, Zone 6, Gucci really rich Heard I killed a man allegedly, but I didn't bust a

Nothing works Oh and nothing works I've tried nothing and I'm out of ideas I tried nothing and I'm out of ideas I was clear That I forgot

Was up trappin' early She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie My cup is so dirty (what) Your diamonds don't shine, my pinkie a 30 Pour up the pint, that's so clean The rims of the Bentley cost 14 Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam My bitches

He don't belong to no one now God is a wild old dog Someone left out on the highway I seen him running by me Dropped him out on 93 Wild old dogs Mange was setting in on his hips and on his knees Between the highways running north and south We pulled on

Those melodies come back to me Time beyond our heartbeat I guess I'm too slow, yes, I'm too, yes, I'm too slow But you said anytime of the day was fine You said anytime of the night was also fine Maybe dive in or maybe hang back It was our third time in

My bitch she hot, my bitch she hot I'm whipping a bowl (whipping a bowl) Just like a sock, my bitch she hot Just like a pot, my bitch she hot Just like a stove, just like my piss When it smell old, I'm whipping a bowl I hit with elbow (I hit with elbow)

I'm lonely like a castaway How'd we drift so far away from where we left off yesterday? Heartbreak that I can't escape, a sinking ship I'll never save 'Cause you walked out and left me stranded Nothing left but picture frames Young love, close the

Oh na na na Baby, sabes que no quiero imaginar Baby, no evites lo que puede pasar Tú dame el camino y yo me dejo guiar Que no lo veo casi No estás fácil Por eso es que contigo se siente especial, dale que

I'm so lonesome I could cry Hear the lonesome whipperwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low Well maybe the night is cold But together they fade Like the shadow that ran up to the hills Trying to fix her wings There's a saint and

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face