I Ain’t Block you

Lyrics
[Intro] Out of my mind, you know how I rock Out of my mind, you know how I rock Out of my mind, you know how I rock How I rock [Verse 1] Out of my mind you know how I rock Feel asleep nodding off, geeked in the car Shawty say she wanna piece her a bar I told her "I'm high, I'll meet you tomorrow" Don't play with me baby, I'll even the odds Want a piece of a perc', not a piece of your heart She don't like sleeping alone but can't sleep with a dawg Don't go moving, lil' Rick hop out with that rod Bitch get an attitude whenever I miss her call Throw the bitch in Sport mode whenever I'm in the car Miss Amiri with Celine, really put that shit on I got the bitch whipped like Indiana Jones Bitch text back to back, she ask when I be home I be there when I'm there, until then leave me 'lone Better watch how you talk lil' hoe', even your tone Got a thang' for the drank, can't leave it alone Put the knock in her purse, cause she know what I'm on She got excellent credit, can't leave her alone I can chef all the extras and serve when I want Call twin two times, bitch it's four in the morning Ask why I'm phone on DND, cause I wanna I ain't with all that, don't be pushing up on me Don't ask me shit, bitch, question your momma Bitch, get off your ass and get you some money High speed in the car, I'm doing over a hundred Bitch leave the door open, you know when I'm coming When I'm standing at the stove, I'm cooking that butter How you get them jeans over that big ass butt She nagging her ass, bitch just shut up Close your eyes and relax, bitch don't say nun' When you get in the car, bitch don't touch nun' She my passenger princess, roll my blunt She say "Pap', you don't mean that shit, you drunk" Bitch that's your problem, I set that shit up I can't stand no hoe' when she do too much I popped a Perc', damn near threw that up Don't blow my high, bitch get the fuck I ain't wifin' that bitch, she too quick to fuck Bitch be outside when I'm pulling up Send your addy again, bitch I'm high as fuck [Verse 2] Gotta pop one cause I had a long day Cut you off quick, don't rub me the wrong way Bitch you go front bay, the one or the home made Can't chase no bitch cause I'm always in first place Bitch get mad whenever auntie call me Yeah I fuck with you but not more than that money I ain't never lie to you, Imma' keep it a hundred Deep down, know the bitch only want me for money CashApp two hundred, she say she go home Put my G in her purse when I walk in the function I only fuck with big Crip, bitch you know how I'm coming Been lil baby oh, put it all in her stomach I stand on that business, I ain't falling for nun' I took two Percs', it be long 'fore I'm nuttin' Bought brand new G and it came with a button Only came for the neck, Ion' want no discussions Fuck me and my man, boy these bitches disgusting Wanna hit my cup, bitch it cost six hundred Give a fuck 'bout no rap, bitch I been had money Your baby daddy broke, that ain't my fault honey [Outro] That ain't my fault honey That ain't my fault honey Baby that ain't my fault honey That ain't my fault honey Yo baby daddy broke, that ain't my fault honey He mad he ain't got no money Baby daddy broke, that ain't my fault honey
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- Rx Papi