No Pt - All Falls Down

Niggas broke like what is the reason
She giving top when I finish she leaving
Slide with a mop niggas thinking I'm cleaning
Squeezing the chop get to shaking and seizing
Blew my last check I'm up early to re-up
She on her knees like she talking to Jesus
Tint on the windows can't see me like Cena
I got yo hoe sucking nuts in a Beamer
I drop my pants tell that lil hoe to eat up
I just made a hundred k with my feet up
Ain't no shadow boxing you get real life beat up
Some Like Jesus Christ how I make niggas T up
I could make a tape in ten minutes easy
Hitting thick bitch from the back got her queefing
My pockets is so outta shape they cheesing
I'm Feeling like sosa this moon rock I'm chief-in
She better not love me like you gone get hurt
No she better not love me cause I don't love her
Told her my money longer like lil uzi vert
So she pull up on me wearing nun but a shirt
Hundred shots in a clip I could shoot me a movie
You still stressing over a bitch boy you goofy
I just bought a groupie some dolce and Louis
I put ice cream on her face like she Gucci
If we break up we is through
I want you here I don't need you don't get it confused
Hating on niggas is lame shit Pooh
I'm spark that bitch like I'm blowing a fuse
If you broke nigga you the only one to blame
Like how is you broke nigga that's a shame
She was never with me I was just tryna pain
Man these niggas sweet tea they straight sugar Caine
This shit off white if it ain't I won't wear it
Got like twenty some baes I ain't thinking bout marriage
If she fucking with me with the team ima share it
You ain't hurting my feelings bout shit I ain't caring
I fuck long off them perky's she screaming and yelling
I can't hang with niggas they scheming and telling
I smoke og cookie I know that you smell it
I done ran up a hundred now these Niggas jealous
Got some wockhardt with me it's a whole lotta red
In yo room with ya bitch we damn near broke the bed
Her feet touching her ears damn near broke a leg
Ain't no pacing pour up take it straight to the head
I can't stay inside we be out and about
Four five on my side come renovate ya house
Yo bitch on my side she coming out her blouse
Yo bitch on her knees my dick inside her mouth
Niggas broke like what is the reason
She giving top when I finish she leaving
Slide with a mop niggas thinking I'm cleaning
Squeezing the chop get to shaking and seizing
Blew my last check I'm up early to re-up
She on her knees like she talking to Jesus
Tint on the windows can't see me like Cena
I got yo hoe sucking nuts in a Beamer

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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