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forgive me if u can

Lyrics: 
I can, I can, I can tell when it's love
If it takes my breath away (Girl you do that)
I just want you know
I don't want it another way (Just get my back)
Bae I'm tryna pray, I'm tryna pray for better days
Better yet, I'm tryna forget what you said to me

We havin' sex in the Tesla
Percs in my soda
And we smokin' pressure
I hope she don't throw up
She like dose of heaven
Yeah, I hope that she show up
Drac and Mac 11
Yeah, we got some poles, yeah

Serotonin and adrenaline
Pockets overflowin
So much money yea I'm spendin' it
This ho want me sign to her
Ho, tell me what's the benefits
You pussy in real life
You only hard behind the internet

Girl, you do that
Girl, you do that
Girl, you do that
Girl, you do that
Girl, you do that

Holy fit, Christian Dior, True Religion jeans
Got a cross around my neck
I'm screamin fuck your Cuban link
Yeah, bitch, I'm too locked in
Fuck these hoes, don't wanna link

Too many options
These hoes gonna have to compete, yeah
Baby, why you cryin
Feel your tears on my shoulder
Baby, why you lyin', yeah
I know you're not sober
Pour another line, yeah
Rollin' all this dope up
And she tryna be mine
You better come and get your hoe, bro

We havin' sex in the Tesla
Percs in my soda
And we smokin' pressure
I hope she don't throw up
She like dose of heaven
Yeah, I hope that she show up
Drac and Mac 11
Yeah, we got some poles, yeah
We havin' sex in the Tesla
Percs in my soda
And we smokin' pressure
I hope she don't throw up
She like dose of heaven
Yeah, I hope that she show up
Drac and Mac 11
Yeah, we got some poles, yeah

dose of heaven (prod. lil biscuit)

Everytime i wake up i feel like dying

I can't love, feel like my heart in handcuffs

I can count on one hand all my hoes that was faithful

I can't even cap, pretty b**** yea i hate ya

uhhyea aye givenchy pants n it got the brace onnem

when I get my cake up go to turks n caicos

yk I wanna f*** with you but I just gotta lay low

And I know all these pretty hoes wanna eat me up like fro-yo

To hang with yo friends, thats all you just wanna do

I just pulled da f***in draco out the 2-door

no balenci jeans ima rock out in this carhartt

I know everything you boutta do bae you not smart

thats just bad yea on my part

I got couple niggas thats gon rob you at the storefront 

thick bad b**** she finna hop on me like bullfrog

said you wanna break up? why you talking like a retard?

huh- yea you better hop out whip, n just face sumn

I don- I don't wanna f*** with you no more you suck

took everything outta me just not to keep that glock tucked

b**** i don't want yo main, I just want yo finsta.

Spaced Out

Ronnie G

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