The Morning

SHITTIN ME.

Somethin for the People- my love is the shhh!

love is the shhhh

heartbeats

sticky v2

Swapa type beat

She came to my crib today
And she came back there last night
She wan know why she can’t stay
Cause in there got sum to do
In that bih got sh to get on
Errday I feel like getting on it
Errday I been making her holla
This ain’t that Tommy Impala
I been drinking matcha lately, I ain’t roasting coffee
How we in the north but she still go south like Tallahassee
I ain’t bout that poor, I been studying racks like I’m a colleague 
If I want some za, I pick up the phone, call the plug 
If I want some head then ima text that bih what’s up
Im already on the back nine and u on the first put
Twin I live in Charlotte
Out there it get real wild
I gotta keep my bands hidden
I drop my bands off with that bih
Wanna know if u can babysit them
They always need someone round cause I live in clt
I always keep name brands of food, I ain’t cheap
I ain’t drinking sani, I got tope fuckin chico 
She just like Whole Foods, she don’t shop at lidle, lidle
Err bih that I fck I leave my seed in her, and I still ain’t got no kids, I guess that I ain’t fertile 
I got hos across the world, yos they just sit in a huddle 
I got hos across the world, I got pay more to call them
I got one on Czech Republic 
Hold up, I think I got two there
Hold up, I got three right here
She said for me to pull out 
Cuz that bih ain’t on no pill
I sip lean lil bih I tilt
My shirt got mink it’s not felt
I dive in her like im Phelps 
She stay wanting me right here
Where she at, I cannot wait to go there
I got leave to pick up soda
Who these folks is, I don’t know em
I got green like fuckin yoda 
I od’d off that perc and I still took another
I’m takin all these perc, im screaming yolo
She said I ball way too hard like cutler 
It’s the 31st and I’m still going hard
I sold my scat bih I miss my car, car
I got swag inside a beater
I pick up some coke so she can key up
I pick up these bands, I had to re up
Pick em up and then I leave em
I kill bands, I’m so lethal
Guns I’m keeping, they ain’t legal
I bet that that ass ain’t real
Bet that, I throw money on it
Throw it on it, throw it back there
Kickin off this perc lik black belt 
I’m with my slime in the ratchet 
Big ahh stick, I let em have it
This bih she’ll fck for a dollar
This other one do it for nickels
I’m in a white ho where she small, im eating chicken little
Yuh
Yuh, im eating chicken little yuh, yuh

sticky v2

b.morris