Fiend
CG-13 & OG Davo
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Made her pop a pill now she a fiend These days I got to keep a rubber in my jeans yeah These groupies they can't get enough of me She call my phone I hit her once and I delete Me and cg pop out looking like some stars She say she like my drip she like my foreign car yeah I'm getting higher off the earth I'm going far I pour up in the night to help go with my scars Smoke too much dope all in the stu I can't record But when I f*ck her from the back I press record When I show up she on her knees like I'm the lord I give her dick and dip she text like I want more I told her baby make it clap make it applaud While I count up these bands run through a check like I am todd I always got my niggas with me so you cannot sabotage Walk out the house looking so fresh straight to my benz in the garage Made her pop a pill now she a fiend These days I got to keep a rubber in my jeans yeah These groupies they can't get enough of me She call my phone I hit her once and I delete Me and cg pop out looking like some stars She say she like my drip she like my foreign car yeah I'm getting higher off the earth I'm going far I pour up in the night to help go with my scars I been known to get a bag diamonds hanging from my chain I got the bitch you see in dreams my nigga we are not the same She in love with my music but she can't pronounce my name So every time I hit the booth I'm gone just spaz and run the game My niggas cooking up so you can't forget the chopsticks Wear a mask around these bitches and niggas 'cause they be toxic I'm gone come up kicking shit like my name was fucking wasabi Call you candace talking shit we gone make u go tell your mommy Talking shit and I'm gone kill like my last name was bill They call me a paper chaser 'cause a nigga never still Do anything by god's plan do anything for his will But I'm gone cut these bitches off if they trying to do me like will I'm trying to chase my fucking dreams so I'm gone go and chase a bill Ain't hit my phone back for days so tell me how you really feel I don't really give a f*ck if you coming or if you stay Just don't hit my fucking phone when you see a nigga get paid yeah yeah Made her pop a pill now she a fiend These days I got to keep a rubber in my jeans yeah These groupies they can't get enough of me She call my phone I hit her once and I delete Me and cg pop out looking like some stars She say she like my drip she like my foreign car yeah I'm getting higher off the earth I'm going far I pour up in the night to help go with my scars
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