Songtexte Alone - 20three

Is you gon be my bitch or sum, ok let me know
If my brudda gon do anything he slidin when I'm wrong
I just kicked that fucking door in like, lil shawty I got home
Know I think I really love her but I still might do her wrong
I just keep on going, she just keep on rollin
Off these fucking meds
Like Casanova, I might bring her over
Give her dick instead
I'm barely sober, wake up in the morning
In another bed
I prolly told ya, you should keep it solo
This shit for the feds

I'm full of meds
Bitch I still see bodies in my fucking head
Mix red wit da green it hit my spleen I feel like superman
I just look like yes and you look like no
Yo bitch told me so
I just had her for the day I give her up like give and go

My money shine like JoJo
These niggas broke on the low low
Wanna be me and it's so so
Ain't going for that that's a no go
If I up on the stick I'ma blow blow
Tell her bounce on the dick like a pogo
We gon spin it again like a yo-yo
Let her suck me just for a lil promo
I stay locked in the crib ain't no photos

Is you gon be my bitch or sum, ok let me know
If my brudda gon do anything he slidin when I'm wrong
I just kicked that fucking door in like, lil shawty I got home
Know I think I really love her but I still might do her wrong
I just keep on going, she just keep on rollin
Off these fucking meds
Like Casanova, I might bring her over
Give her dick instead
I'm barely sober, wake up in the morning
In another bed
I prolly told ya, you should keep it solo
This shit for the feds

(Yea yea yea) I got pills for sale
I got molly, I got X, I don't know how to feel for real
I got pounds on top of pounds I swear I just might break the scale
That bitch give me brain like college think that she might go to Yale
Don't gotta tell me where I'm going bitch I already been to hell
Let these bullets rain like hail
Shooting star gon wish him well
Gas on me like what's that smell
Whip big body and yo shit frail
Big 23 it shoot oh yea
What you need it go on sale

Is you gon be my bitch or sum, ok let me know
If my brudda gon do anything he slidin when I'm wrong
I just kicked that fucking door in like, lil shawty I got home
Know I think I really love her but I still might do her wrong
I just keep on going, she just keep on rollin
Off these fucking meds
Like Casanova, I might bring her over
Give her dick instead
I'm barely sober, wake up in the morning
In another bed
I prolly told ya, you should keep it solo
This shit for the feds
Is you gon be my bitch or sum, ok let me know
If my brudda gon do anything he slidin when I'm wrong
I just kicked that fucking door in like, lil shawty I got home
Know I think I really love her but I still might do her wrong
I just keep on going, she just keep on rollin
Off these fucking meds
Like Casanova, I might bring her over
Give her dick instead
I'm barely sober, wake up in the morning
In another bed
I prolly told ya, you should keep it solo
This shit for the feds