Stephaintdeadyet - ROMANCER

What more do you want?
I love that girl
But I hate her lifestyle
That's why I went ghost (Go!)
You like dealing with niggas that
Stress you out and always broke
And I like smoking my weed, chilling out
That's why I went and left you 'lone
Saw lil shorty calling phone
I ain't even answer
Bad bitch, she Aquarius
But give headache like Cancer
Used to call her my dear
Then I danced on a bitch
I feel like Prancer
I don't even love that hoe
But it ain't hard for me to romance her
Want me back, I call cap
Never let a bitch use me like that
Don't do that, seen all that
Told her "stay away from that other nigga"
He so bad, she went back
Almost had to kill that other nigga
He came back, brain go splat
I don't even love this hoe but
She a rider, that was that
Yeah, I used to fuck that hoe
And she'll ride it, ass too fat
Complain when I'm with my bros
You not my bitch, can't hear all that
I was in the pussy like gyno'
She watch me smear that pap
Set up bitches gotta go
Used to be mine, so I know one day
She the type to turn on me fasho
Text my phone like "What's wrong, baby?"
"Anything I need to know?"
I tell her "no" and then fuck on her friend
Who don't tell her a thing but
Always let me know
Trust my mama, don't trust no bitch
Chase no pussy, give out no dick
Make music, focus on my rich
Cause I ain't got time for a slow ass bitch
Trust my mama, don't trust no
Chase no pussy, give out no dick
Make music, focus on my rich
Cause I ain't got time for a slow ass bitch
What more do you want?
I love that girl
But I hate her lifestyle
That's why I went ghost (Go!)
You like dealing with niggas that
Stress you out and always broke
And I like smoking my weed, chilling out
That's why I went and left you 'lone
Saw lil shorty calling phone
I ain't even answer
Bad bitch, she Aquarius
But give headache like Cancer
Used to call her my dear
Then I danced on a bitch
I feel like Prancer
I don't even love that hoe
But it ain't hard for me to romance her
What more do you want?
I love that girl
But I hate her lifestyle
That's why I went ghost (Go!)
You like dealing with niggas that
Stress you out and always broke
And I like smoking my weed, chilling out
That's why I went and left you 'lone
Saw lil shorty calling phone
I ain't even answer
Bad bitch, she Aquarius
But give headache like Cancer
Used to call her my dear
Then I danced on a bitch
I feel like Prancer
I don't even love that hoe
But it ain't hard for me to romance her
Minding my business ain't never forgiven
I'm pushing the whip
I don't care abour limits
My niggas told me to go my percentage
So when I walk in all I need is 100
Scrutiny, what you gon do for me
Call up some hoes, bet she go
steal the loot for me
Shorty a pro, her name Mo
She ain't new to me
We fucked on Old Cutler Road
She a super freak
Her brother a hoe, he a opp
But she knew that
He wave a different color
He get blew back
I hit her phone up asking where the move at
They know we lurking
But don't know a clue at
Just know that we plot on the target
They hating on steuwop,
Cause they know bout werewolf
They know that nigga the hardest
And Moesha get lit off the Brandy
She take off them panties to give me the knowledge
Back when I was 18 and naive
I ain't wanna be green, I did shit for no profit
But fuck that
You aint rocking with me without paying a fee
Need a band in my pocket
Hold on, chill, I gotta go
It's getting real, she wanna ——
I wanna feel
Music and millions, chasing a thrill
No more inebriate, can't pop a pill
She wanna wine like her drink, that shit hell
I rather her whine on the dick
Fuck behind with the dick and
I bet that I'm loving her well
Minding my business, ain't never forgiven
I'm pushing the whip, ion care abour limits
My niggas told me to go my percentage
So when I walk in all I need is 100
I smoke on ganja til i'm no longer blunted
The hoes I hated, used to love em for nothing
And I did too much for the bullshit
We could kill em now
Told the boys keep the full clip
My niggas go where my niggas go
My niggas ride whenever we on go
I never need a hoe, I only need the dough
And for mama steph to go live slow
It's middle finger to you other niggas
Never been an issue to have em pull a trigger
Lul Ghostface, a nigga been a killer
And don't give a fuck about hoe niggas

Written by:
Stephen Dequan

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