When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, Come up in the I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked, 'Cause I'm on some Gin, Sip, Sippin' on Jack, Slip $60 in her with my number on the back
the proof is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, we know that, And baby chases she don't know what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I want you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just want you to that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, bitch Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight
Uh, yeah, good, me up in the headphones; sounds good
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, Ladies at me tell 'em, "come and get some," 'Cause I'm sippin' on Jack, Sip, on some Gin, Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I them as my friends
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the is gone, we know that, And baby chases like she don't what she's seeing, I was steady, you fleeting
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I want you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad tonight, Punk Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight
it down, the nice, 'Cause I just can't keep coming
bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch,
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it, If I regret all done, I would be inside that locket
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that used to in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it, If I regret all done, I would be trapped inside locket
You put my picture in a box (cause seen it before) It was the one inside locket, What happened to the keys that to jingle in your pocket (and I don't care anymore) Your say to come, But your eyes say I should it (and I just want you to know) If I all I've done, I be trapped inside that locket (that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight)