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Brian Bedford
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Dwan Avery
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[Intro]
(DY Krazy)
[Instrumental]
(Kio, Kio)
[Chorus]
Uh, where you goin', baby? Don't leave me
Goin' through it, let me take you somewhere nice just for the evening
Know her head ain't right, my bitch ain't nice when she don't see me
You lookin' for love, you need a real **** in your life, baby, I'm fiendin'
Been gamblin' with my life, though, fuck it, let the dice roll
Had to tote a Glock and serve the J's, the only way that I know
Never had a gangster-ass young ****, said she'll be aight, though
Can't be on social sites, though, don't want these broke **** seein' my ho
[Verse 1]
Girl, you know I love you
Just wanna make sure you been straight, don't care what these other hoes do
They just hate 'cause you got a bag, these hoes don't really know you
Bae, just hit my phone, I'm comin', do a hundred for you
Huh, I can see through that shit, I see the devil on you
Keep runnin', you can't let shit stop you, girl, he gon' keep comin' for you
Fucked up I keep on hurtin' your feelings, you been hella loyal
Told all the bros you gon' be my bitch the first day that I saw you
I'm ride or die, baby, I ain't goin' nowhere
Cover all your expenses, you ain't gotta spend nothin', I pay for your hair, huh
Fuck your **** house, baby, you ain't gotta go there
All you gotta do is sit pretty in my bed and take dick to this slow jam
Pussy good, how 'bout cool? Ran it up like times two
I got money, how 'bout you? B5 don't play, not my food
Deserve to die, you be droppin' salt to these hoes about my crew
Been here from the start, thinkin' 'bout without this ho, what would I do?
[Chorus]
Uh, where you goin', baby? Don't leave me
Goin' through it, let me take you somewhere nice just for the evening
Know her head ain't right, my bitch ain't nice when she don't see me
You lookin' for love, you need a real **** in your life, baby, I'm fiendin'
Been gamblin' with my life, though, fuck it, let the dice roll
Had to tote a Glock and serve the J's, the only way that I know
Never had a gangster-ass young ****, said she'll be aight, though
Can't be on social sites, though, don't want these broke **** seein' my ho
[Verse 2]
Uh, I'ma treat her, what's the price? I'm spendin' it
Bend a bitch over, she feelin' me
Deep in that pussy, I'm killin' it
I got some opps like to think with they dick, baby, I need you to reel 'em in
Said she can't take the dick and I start goin' slow, I guess I'm bein' a gentleman
Bitch, you mines and I'm yours, the toxic shit, I ain't dealin' with
Everything you do, I adore, keep it P, bae, you be silly too
Told you I'm crazy as fuck, I'll bang your door just to show you how real it get
Don't do it to me, it's too easy to give my heart just for a ho to be stealin' it
They know I'll go crazy
Tryna crash out 'bout a bitch that's not your lady
Put a kid on you and take the test, whole time, that's not your baby
Way before all this steak and lobster shit, we'd go nacho crazy
Steady cuffin' on these hoes that been bitin', ****, better watch your lady
[Chorus]
Uh, where you goin', baby? Don't leave me
Goin' through it, let me take you somewhere nice just for the evening
Know her head ain't right, my bitch ain't nice when she don't see me
You lookin' for love, you need a real **** in your life, baby, I'm fiendin'
Been gamblin' with my life, though, fuck it, let the dice roll
Had to tote a Glock and serve the J's, the only way that I know
Never had a gangster-ass young ****, said she'll be aight, though
Can't be on social sites, though, don't want these broke **** seein' my ho
Written by: Brian Bedford, Dwan Avery