Garden Of Eden

Lyrics

[Intro] (And we gonna blow that fuckin' truck back to Colombia) Yeah (Hey, hey) Go, go (Go, go) [Hook] Shawty, I really hope you, I just had to let you know That I got you for life, I'm takin' you to Pluto Beam on the Glock so he know Fuck around, you gon' get gone I don't really play around Play around, then we knock him down [Chorus] Walk in this bitch, ah, ah I'm like, baby girl how you doin' Sippin' on Phat, sippin' on the fluid Every lil' thing I do is so fluent All of this money, baby, its fluent All of these diamonds on me goin' stupid Nah, for real [Verse 1] Yeah, I really hope my brother make that bail When that boy come home we in that 'Cat, screamin' "Fuck twelve" All I care about is money, first thing I ask if she got Wells Never gave a fuck about no bitch, never in my feels You ain't gon' never catch me ever lackin' Glock on my side, bitch, so you know I'm packin' Finna' be in the O wit' my gang bitch so you know we havin' Now let a lil' pussy boy try me, I'ma put you in the casket, yeah (And we gonna blow that fucking truck back to Colombia) [Verse 2] Hope you know, hope you know Girl, I hope you know, hope you know I ain't fuckin' with that fake shit, boy, that's not gone Put my brother on ya ass, have him gon' wipe yo nose Ah, ah, and that's fasho' What I say in my songs, that's fasho' Don't try to play me like a hoe, boy, I ain't no fuckin' clone I been doin' this wit' the same folks, yeah, that's fasho' And it ain't my fault that my voice deep, nah, for real Sorry I sound like him and him, but that's just me But I been too tapped in, you don't even know me I don't do it for social media, that's not me So why you speakin' on the boy, you even know D Stop talkin' out ya fuckin' top in that lil' mouth piece Yeah, I got his bitch givin' me top and she on both knees Yeah, I don't fuck wit' these dudes, boy, that's the old me [Outro] Hey, yeah Ah, ah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, ah (And we gonna blow that fuckin' truck back to Colombia)