22 (Remix)

(ZvanZ)

She havin' deep thought, and I can see it

Everything that I say, know I mean it

Said, "I love you," just believe it

I hate it when we argue for no reason

Pourin' up that cup, I think I'm drinkin'

I'm pourin' up for nothin', think I'm fiendin'

She goin' off for nothin', think I'm cheatin'

I can't blame lil' baby, I'm a demon

We out, I order Sprite and put codeine in it

But she don't like that shit when I be ignorant

I'm pourin' up the pint what you had spent on rent

If she don't like her ass, then we fixin' it

Hop in X six twin-turbo, big as shit

My bitch bad and she boujee and she Snicker thick

Nigga tryna pluck twenty-two, we split his wig

You could try to try my bitch, but you ain't gettin' shit

You niggas desperate for my ho

I keep checkin' on my ho

I ain't never stressin' on my ho

I count these backends with my ho

You be actin' for your ho

You'll get slapped in front of your ho

I can't believe these jokes

Nigga dapped me up sayin', "Bro"

Then tried to talk to my ho

But we ain't stressin' anything

It's still purple everything

It's still purple everything

Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason

He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin'

He don't want no other hoes 'cause that lil' shit too easy

Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don't mean it

My big bro say I'm trippin', but I got a hundred reasons

A hundred fuckin' reasons, I'm never ever leavin'

Nope, I ain't leavin'

Even if we ain't speakin'

And if we ain't speakin', you know I'ma be tweakin'

Need a real bitch, I ain't nothin' like these groupie hoes

Nothin' like these bitches sittin' front row at your fuckin' shows

He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some'

I know I ain't tripping man, about you I might kill some'

Huh, yeah kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some'

Make one call, he still come 'cause I make him feel some'

Yeah, feel some' (feel some')

This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb