+44

Ac, TomMakesBeats

Ain't even saved her number
I got this bitch all up in my clothes and taking pics
It's +44, don't know she a +44, still think that I'm taking piss
I pay off the re with my bronzes, spend all the blues
And stack up the purps and pinks
And nah I ain't Cuban but I got links
One phone call, made me a drink
Rah made man think, what's the point of working?
When she do tricks on it, go berserk like I don't wanna think about where she learnt it
Margins better on loose, but still I got branded packs all up in my percy smoke
I got done so dirty, it ain't knock my hustle, it hurt me though

Yeah
She asked me what we are, I tell her we're friends
She think that I'm joking
So I just laughed and then I changed subject 'cause I didn't come round here for no talking
Bro had took chase in his mumsies Focus
Had to decamp and report it stolen (stolen)
Foot down, he ain't stallin'
And now the forensics ain't do jack (jack)
I don't trust that ho, 'cause I only touched her phone and she snatched it back (back)
She always on DND around me, 'cause she got her own man
And I, always take a blender when I go away, 'cause I'm still in the trap (trap)
'Cause I'm still in the flats, like me I got big bits and I got packs (packs)

Ain't even saved her number
I got this bitch all up in my clothes and taking pics
It's +44, don't know she a +44, still think that I'm taking piss
I pay off the re with my bronzes, spend all the blues
And stack up the purps and pinks
And nah I ain't Cuban but I got links
One phone call, made me a drink
Rah made man think, what's the point of working?
When she do tricks on it, go berserk like I don't wanna think about where she learnt it
Margins better on loose, but still I got branded packs all up in my percy smoke
I got done so dirty, it ain't knock my hustle, it hurt me though

Old school, but I trap off the cloud
No, I ain't Miaco
Prolly run a 60 off of this iPhone?
Gotta move swiftly on this ride home
'Cuh I got a 16 up in this 350 and the insurance ain't my own (my own)
I thought bro gonna push that case 'till he hit that trial
They threw in the pot
She act like she ain't give no fucks
But that ain't be true 'cause I hear that twice over a weekend and I went and copped
Like, nah it ain't personal
But it's you or me and I'd rather not get fucked over 'cause I gave her love (love)
I left home and I never went back so what makes you think that I won't just leave it
I done some hot shit without no gloves now I ain't been sleepin'
Bare tossin' and turnin', eyes wide open, I got this feelin'
If they bust this door off the hinges, take man down, and then our ex speaking
I'm already in too deep (deep), might as well be greedy

Ain't even saved her number
I got this bitch all up in my clothes and taking pics
It's +44, don't know she a +44, still think that I'm taking piss
I pay off the re with my bronzes, spend all the blues
And stack up the purps and pinks
And nah I ain't Cuban but I got links
One phone call, made me a drink
Rah made man think, what's the point of working?
When she do tricks on it, go berserk like I don't wanna think about where she learnt it
Margins better on loose, but still I got branded packs all up in my percy smoke
I got done so dirty, it ain't knock my hustle, it hurt me though