D'Bass - Selfish

I don't be showing affection, I don't need no one I'm selfish
Know I'm ignoring yo message, lokey cuz I know that you extra
Ain't been myself in awhile
I been this way since a child
Think I got way to much pride
All of this pain I just keep it inside, I got two daughters they can't see me cry
Hop out wit' ovo hoodies n owls, smokin' gelado I can't see my eyes
Fuggin' yo shorty she moanin' like
Then pull up on mine like surprise
Whoa
How you got options, jugg on tha dice game it look like I'm moppin', I'm breakin' they pockets
Ballin' like harden I take off like rocket, I take off like migo, that's quavo n offset
Shout my shooters they don't do no talkin', my niggas do drive by's, my niggas do walk-ups
I be lokey in the back tryina spark up
Shorty got ass but the brain straight from harvard
I don't be showin' affection
Look at yo message, you know that I read it
They keep gassin' niggas I know it's unleaded
I'm peepin' yo effort, lokey it's pathetic, y'all niggas be tripping
My bitches be trippin' too, lokey ima a different dude
Hop in that pussy like swimmin' pool, puff on tha wood till it's minuscule
I fugg her good she gon' but my shoes, I just buy her food, thas jus how we do
Don't hate the game ian make the rules, 12's on my feet like I got the flu
Hop out in red n black
Black tux like will smith in men in black
They see me you won't get yo bitches back, don't hit my line nigga send a text
I know they sick of that, shorties be sending threats
Most of the time I'm just chillin', just minding my binnis
Don't need yo pussy I get it, I get it
Yea
And I don't be showing affection, I don't need no one I'm selfish
Know I'm ignoring yo message, lokey cuz I know that you extra
Ain't been myself in a minute, feel like I'm locked in a prison, feel these shorties gon get me
She know because I got options I'm distant
I feel like popeye i'm gone off this spinach
I know thas cliche
Come to tha crib you see kicks like it's ebay, spark up tha wood back to back this a replay
Spark up the wood back to back like this beat drakes
Spark up tha wood back to back, now we high as bitch
No I can't drive it's a stick
No you can't ride in this whip
My advice get off my dick
It's gon' be 5 for the zip
I jus want head like a pick, might jus had sex wit' you bitch
She got tha pole like she strip
I stay wit' bro like a twix, I'm n my bag like some chips, move on so fast bihh I'm swift
Pick yo bitch up like I lyft
Drop that bitch off like man here
I got some heat when I drop it's gon' fuck up the year
Might the best out the mil, or fuck it the sip
I'm wit' whichever you pick
Nigga

Written by:
Darius Bass

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