PapaVon - Bode

Hit my phone only call when she horny
This a vibe so you know that I'm on it
Any time if I'm free then I'm coming
Spinning block we be up till the morning
Fuck sleep man that shit is so boring
She loves how this really be working
Never lack it's not part of my makeup
Bad bitch when we fuck keep ya face up
On point man, I feel like a laser
One call and my niggas gon flame em
If it's smoke just know that we blazing
Straight gas neva changing my fragrance
Niggas wack and I swear they outdated
Gang next but we really not racing
She bad but she can't be basic
I don't mind if she a lil crazy
Niggas mad and I swear they be tainting
All these bitches man this shit so crazy
Say its love when they really be hating
Heart cold so she call me a monster
Even tho I never did harm her
Gave her love but she won't be honest
I remember being known as the doctor
Baddies came to me with all of they problems
What they said to me I can't be divulging
It's a privilege so you know I invoke it
I'm the one and they calling me chosen
On my path, so I gotta stay focus
To the top yea, you see where I'm going
Never stop and I can't go slower
Move fast but I never be dolo
Gang here on this mission no solo
Fuck around get it popping like soda
Those my brothers so you know that I love em
Never switch never tell on each other
Never fold always keep it a 100
Run up wrong and I might have to beam him
He a bitch and I heard he be squeaking
Catch him slipping we gon leave that boy leaking
Pull up on him now he says he ain't mean it
In his pants look we got that boy peeing
How you tuff but when you see me you screaming
I don't get it but I neva believed it
Heart cold but I ain't no anemic
Life rough but it made me a demon
No apologies I said it I mean it
He a bitch I think he athenian
Or he Persian either way that boy tweaking
Leonidas man the shit is for sparta
300 if you spot em you drop em
Don't trip if he trip we gon stomp him
Stomp the yard now he looks like a carpet
Got a gun but he never gon spark it
No aim always missing his targets
Me and gang yea we all on a mission
In this life yea we reach for the distance
Want beef better pay a commission
Ain't bout money ain't no reason for speaking
All up me man i think she be leeching say she love me ion really believe it
Life a movie I don't know when it's ending
Gotta get it I wanna be my dependent
He want beef so you know we gon blend em
I be chilling know I keep to my self
My name papa if we want we could melt him
Nowadays you niggas can't throw hands
If it's beef they got a gun in they hand
You think it's cute but that don't make you a man
You a bitch and yo bitch is yo man
You a bitch and yo bitch is yo man
Uh it's papa uh von
Uh
Yea yea yea yea
Gang

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Papa Von

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