lirik lagu draft day - fornicate
[intro]
first round
man (huh, hey!, yuh, yuh)
[verse 1]
ain’t no back and forth, all that talking when that rent due
she gon’ say she love you, but i know she love that trick too
know i’m not your baby for that becky, i might bless you
test you, i ain’t really tripping, you can have her, foo’
when you get around them hoes, you be acting cool
penny pinching, they’ll never double back for you
now your face card burnt, cold shoulders on ’em
you can say what you want, i’m still stepping on ’em
[verse 2]
i’on give a f~ck who like me
shawty shaking ass, wanna ride me
you can bring your friends to this yacht, in miami b~tch we yiking
jaw lock biting, she know that my life is enticing
while you was blowing up her phonе, i was beating it up like tyson
back to back to back to back i pull up trucks then
k24, i’m throwing racks with my lеft hand
same clan, ride with more sticks than the taliban
get your man, he a real fan, get ’em a autograph
you can hate me all that you want, i let my millions laugh
do the math, gon’ add it up quick
this is not no small tab, we ain’t come to bullsh~t
if you come creeping ’round that snake pit, you get bit
if you’re going head first, fasho you finna die lit
smoking so much 41, i’m higher than the pilot
know we the livest, why the brokest be the loudest?
[chorus]
how you say you love me? deep down, you demise me
what i do to you to make it feel like you despise me?
shed so many tears, i cut my losses, i was grinding
fornicate that money, she gon’ f~ck and be my side piece
orchestrate that money, she gon’ f~ck and be my side piece
quarterback that money, she gon’ f~ck and be my side piece
come and get this money bae, you can be my side piece
[verse 3]
post a route on the ‘gram, then i’m going tyreek
n~ggas ain’t having guns or b~tter, they just jody
boy, we popping out in real life, ain’t have no og
if it’s a issue, my n~gga, please come and show me
ye’en gotta tell me that i been in that back seat for too long
i been loaded up, doing push ups, getting too strong
first round living lifestyle, to the tombstone
banging o my chest, by the water, like i’m king kong
she gon’ tat my name, she gon’ say this her favorite song
gotta keep it p, real low~key, you in that playa zone
believe that i could fly, i get geeked out my mind
i count my money every time, like my name curtis snow
give a f~ck about a hoe, i’m just tryna fornicate
life’s great, n~ggas hate
really, i can not relate
[verse 4]
i need dead presidents, like the boy larenz tate
put the whip on dayton’s, like caine & o~dog
im a menace, out in atlanta, know i ball like michael penix
fly to venice, italy, not california
do you n~ggas even know the difference?
i’m really me, i can’t let u n~ggas ever get to me
won’t let these penny pinching hoes get a cent from me
it’s the first round talking, why they still sleep on me?
the real f.r.p
draft
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