Ssoto - TAKE A SHOT

Take a shot, I could get her going crazy
To the spot, then I'm heading back to Tracy
Drop top, let it pop when I'm racing
She got Henny and the truly for the chasin'
But really what she chasin'
Old texts in my phone, tryna trace it, aye
They don't wanna see me link up with you
Baby they don't even fuck with you
So why you thinkin' they gon' fuck with me
They don't even got no love for you
They don't wanna see you lit
They don't wanna see the new whip
They don't wanna see a new crib, new bag on your hip
They don't wanna see you taking trips
They don't wanna see the new tat on your ribs
Yeah
Taking shots on a first name basis
Not the one for you, girl just face it
42 On your lip, I could taste it all
Yeah
Old friends, new man, what's changing
I could slide, I could make some arrangements
Day with me is a motherfuckin' placement, oh
Take a shot, I could get her going crazy
To the spot, then I'm heading back to Tracy
Drop top, let it pop when I'm racing
She got Henny and the truly for the chasin'
But really what she chasin'
Old texts in my phone, tryna trace it, aye
They don't wanna see me link up with you
Baby they don't even fuck with you
So why you thinkin' they gon' fuck with me
They don't even got no love for you
They don't wanna see you lit
They don't wanna see the new whip
They don't wanna see a new crib, new bag on your hip
They don't wanna see you taking trips
They don't wanna see the new tat on your ribs
Yeah
Girl you wildin'
Girl you childish
Got a lot of Prada bags, you stylin'
No problem, nah
So what's the problem
Who you callin'
When everything outside's not revolving, around you
Yeah, 'round you
They don't wanna see me link up with you
Baby they don't even fuck with you
So why you thinkin' they gon' fuck with me
They don't even got no love for you
They don't wanna see you lit
They don't wanna see the new whip
They don't wanna see a new crib, new bag on your hip
They don't wanna see you taking trips
They don't wanna see the new tat on your ribs, no no
Take a shot, I could get her going crazy
To the spot, then I'm heading back to Tracy
Drop top, let it pop when I'm racing
She got Henny and the truly for the chasin'
But really what she chasin'
Old texts in my phone, tryna trace it, aye
They don't wanna see me link up with you

Written by:
Steven Soto

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