Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cherold Jules
Songwriter
Lyrics
I can't stand you, but I love you Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be Fucked up about you, ouuu
I can't stand you, but I love you Girl, what's the issue when it comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be Fucked up about you, ouuu
Goddamn, I'm going ham, girl, What the fuck
You don't know who I am, I Promise if I can I'ma be a better Man
But you gotta tighten up and understand I got fans, I'm the Sacrificial lamb
When it comes to my fam, so I Gotta go hard like a Motherfucking ram
Pussy bite like a clam, and I love Seeing you naked when you Cooking on a pan
Two pistols on my side like Yosemite Sam
Ain't shit personal when it comes To me
Only thing I really want is some M's to eat
And I know low-key, girl, I'm Kinda mean Ain't no I, in team When it comes to me
So what the fuck you really mean When you say it to me
I keep your bills paid up like a real O.G.
Promise if we ever fight not to call The police
Know ion mean I'm a king, can You be my queen
Girl, I only want peace, can I take You to Greece
Please don't play it with me, cause Sometimes I tweak
I'ma make that pussy leak when I Stick it deep
Ten inches in your spine, now you Tired and weak
Soon as we done, you take a yawn, Then you go to sleep
You ion know what I seen when I Was in them streets
Let me put you on beat, when it Comes to me
I'ma Z-O-E, can I rub your feet
I can't stand you, but I love you
Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be Fucked up about you, ouuu
I can't stand you, but I love you
Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be Fucked up about you, ouuu
I came, I saw, I conquered
Bought all them purses, but she Still ain't movin' proper
Fucked up in the head, took that Baby to the doctor
She been actin' funny, might as Well get her an Oscar
Tried to do right, but she think I'm doin' wrong
She think I'm out here cheatin', But I'm really makin' songs
Whole time, you the one that Cheating, all along
That get back a motherfucker, Now I'm fuckin' gone, aye
I'm fucked up about that baby, I Can't even lie
Done thug back on a ****, Now I'm bout to try
Things goin' wrong, but I don't Wanna see you cry
I be spinning' all them blue faces On you to make you fly
I'm a zoe, baby, big ol' zoe, baby
Treat you like a queen, ain't gon' Treat you like no hoe, baby
And that's for sure, baby, drive' a **** so crazy
Everybody around town know you My lady
I love you, but you know a **** Ain't gon' crash
250 on the dash, & I'm pressin' the Gas
Racin' for your love, I ain't tryin' To crash
Head first for you, baby, you know We gon' last
Paper chasin', haitian', I done Reached my destination
And you the one that was right There waitin
Paper chasin', haitian', I done Reached my destination
And you the one that was right There waitin
Gang Shit
I can't stand you, but I love you
Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be Fucked up about you, ouuu
I can't stand you, but I love you
Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be fucked up about you, ouuu
I can't stand you, but I love you
Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'll be Fucked up about you
I can't stand you, but I love you
Girl, what's the issue when it Comes to you
Man, who would've knew I'd be Fucked up about you
Written by: Cherold Jules
