Baby Lanski - Same Day/321

Front back side to side we rolling cuz I ain't got no slime
Hold your head cuz I be geeking I ain't hard to find
Cuts on all of my wrist they beaming and I hope you see it
Now the drank is talking big face is numb I feel it
Broke my heart she thought she said had me then she went to Miami
Spacing off on a thirty faded now she chillin' in the backseat
Pop me a pill I'm outta the coop now she calling me Bradley
Call it mop I call it stick crossing them out it's a tally
Yeah
Two twin glock for an op now that's a sad ting
Falling out of love cuz you told me it ain't lasting
Okay like one two three I know my limit I know you attached
Like three two one here we go ain't bury the hatchet
I ain't bury no hatchet I'm keeping it tight I'm riding with my own kin
She sipping the wock she getting all nauseous I told her to keep it all in
Fuck is thirty bands I've been getting money hollow tip F&N split
I got horsepower I got horsepower I'm only in third in my Benz
Yeah
Two twin glock for an op now that's a sad ting
Falling out of love cuz you told me it ain't lasting
Okay like one two three I know my limit I know you attached
Like three two one here we go ain't bury the hatchet
Let it go I been told you
My heart been cold I been told you
Had the love and all the good things
We was loving all that it brings
But I've been here so lowkey
Can't nobody show me
I been locking in with you but can't nobody hold me
Yeah
Two twin glock for an op now that's a sad ting
Falling out of love cuz you told me it ain't lasting
Okay like one two three I know my limit I know you attached
Like three two one here we go ain't bury the hatchet
I ain't bury no hatchet I'm keeping it tight I'm riding with my own kin
She sipping the wock she getting all nauseous I told her to keep it all in
Fuck is thirty bands I've been getting money hollow tip F&N split
I got horsepower I got horsepower I'm only in third in my Benz
Yeah
Two twin glock for an op now that's a sad ting
Falling out of love cuz you told me it ain't lasting
Okay like one two three I know my limit I know you attached
Like three two one here we go ain't bury the hatchet

Written by:
Harsh S

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