Lyrics:
the SRT
I'm high as shit, smoking gas, I ain't passing
Bad lil boujee bitch, she so fine, yeah, she classy
I can't trust a soul, yeah, I'm all by my lonely
can trust
I don't need ya fake love
Wassup
What's love
I give No love
I get No love
Wassup
What's love
You give No love
You get No love
Leme pour that
Uh wassup
3 years in still the same
Wassup yeah
Wassup yeah
All praise, all praise to my God above
I praise, I praise, still ain’t enough
My
pray for crumbs
I love my niggas like brothers them my mama son's
And since a lil nigga you couldn't call me dumb
Got these stupid niggas all acting
got the rape cape flying
To escape real smooth
And all my haters can taste this goo
I got 1 up, Wassup yeah, I got it made
I got 99 lives and a bitch
started
Skin so warm but we stay cold hearted
Scared of an end so we just don't start
She threw it all back and you know a n***a caught it, wassup?
Because
love will grow
I'll make it so Yeah
She said I'll give you all my lovin'
You gotta hold it
Ima bet on you
Life's a gamble, we gon' roll it
And I've
wassup
All this grinding I been doing and the opps think I'm dust
But I rose from the ashes like a Phoenix, yea son
Straight up fouling it's astounding how
all along
But me and you together we said forever
So I wrote this song
So tell me what I should do
Give me ways to love you
Come on show me wassup
You
while She by His Casket crying i'm wishing The best for you i'm Wishing the Worst for you searching For Your Love blues clues niggas Playing Games where
me, I ain't messin' with 'em
Drugs in my system, nigga, you know how it is (How it is)
Drug through the mud but it's all love, nigga, you know what it
So bit wassup
Hoping we both would just fit like a glove
All we needed was a push or a shove
Ran out of your love I gotta re-up
Girl you might just be
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
tryna fall in love
Talk to me when you're not drunk
Don't talk to me when you're giving up
After him, don't call me saying "wassup?"
Cause I won't respond
Fuck all that talking lil nigga let’s link
SRT no this not no lil Jeep
By myself it was me vs me
High with the wealth I can spend with the kings
I want
I be on my grind cuz shit real
Need ryda by my side
I know how you feel cuz it been real
I might need you off my mind, need that switch, kill
Hold it up
I'm a sinner you a sinner I got liquor in my cup
Hoe wassup
Baby you a winner tell me you ain't giving up
We don't shame no sluts
Because
spliff
(Ain’t thinkin’ bout you)
Yea I need to get lit
And call gang, yeah talk all my shit
(Ain’t thinkin’ bout you)
Got amnesia again
It’s so sad
Cause
right
Ah, this is perfect for the women that I love before
I love em all, I just love me more
I could bet all of the riches that I ever have
Rush in
You be the drug and i be the addict
You give me love cause i gotta have it
Im tryna get right on top of ya
And We go to the moon ain't no stopping us
ring out
As soon as I walked in the room it was
Grab you by your neck, back, man, ah soon
Lay you on the bed, all I'm hearin' is a
If I put my finger
at ease
And lay it all on me
All on me
Baby please
Put your mind at ease
And lay it all on me
I Want you so bad
And it's killing me
But I don't wanna
a super soaker
Feeling buzzed
Getting love all over your face
Chest
Ass and toes
Gross
You could basically where a sign
That says Oddity's cum bucket
But
the hallways
Remember hard days and them long nights
I use too cry cause we was barely getting by
Plus my mom was getting high
But you kept ya bitch fly and you
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