Lyrics

Kidd, I can't
Okay, you need to drop that fucking album
Okay, I'm drunk, but you need to drop that motherfucking album
Because I need the vibes
Because I need to get fucked to that song
You know what I mean, you know what I mean
So drop that motherfucking album
Met some bad bitches from the west side
Met some bad bitches overseas
They wanna know my whereabouts
Where I reside
What do I need
But they don't know
When I get in my mode
I can't be controlled
Lying under oath, oh
Hopping on a jet, catching flights, not feelings
Girl I'm way too gone
Wasn't tryna do you wrong
But do you listen to my songs
You know what I did
Do I need to say it
You know where I been
Yeah, I did this and I did that
But you know me, let's face the facts
You always come back
You always come back
Treat you like shit, then you get mad
Then you go ghost and hop in your bag
No, don't act like that
No, don't act like that
I don't wanna go there
I'm taking her to nowhere
She said I got no feelings
She thinks that I'm a monster
With the lifestyle im living
My music, the way I fucked her like other bitches
Outta town she not catch me in any season
She can't be finding love in the club
My high keys got you stimulated
Got your toy girl, girl play with yourself
My music got you going crazy
Came four times in a row, babe
You're exhausted but your enduring, babe
Your body count look crazy but you still want me
Met some bad bitches from the west side
Met some bad bitches overseas
They wanna know my whereabouts
Where I reside
What do I need
But they don't know
When I get in my mode
I can't be controlled
Lying under oath, oh
Written by: Stanform L Martin
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