Lyrics Send <3's - Jay2

Pop up like red dot
That's my "When I'm on a land" thot
My bitch
Don't get ass shots
I paint the the picture in the man now
Sloppin' me
And I send hearts
I chopped
The whole head
Off the hell cat
That's Ned Stark
I really wish you were here
On a low end eatin' tuna fish
I picked the bitch brain
And she picked back
And she got two sense
She top best
You know the rest
You know the rest
Real me baby I don't need a stylist
VS
Add another V behind that
Plain white tee
It's a V behind that
She ain't want me
'Til I came with the racks
She'll throw ass
She the same wit the neck
Pussy so wet, how I manifest that?

X Pills
Yoppers, yeah, Molly
Ass in the air when she touch ha toes
Same muhfuckin' city as D Rose
Fuck a tall bitch on my tippy toes
Yeah, the click go wherever we go
Yeah, and the blick go wherever we go
Six bottles of that Rosé
Ring around the Rose, aye
Diamonds all in her nose, aye
Diamond ring on her tongue, yeah
She suck the spit up
She a sponge yeah
Evil bitch with a grudge whoa
I been waitin' in the cut yeah
Dunkin' shit like I'm Spud Webb
Aw, tell me baby whatchu want from me
Capper so it ain't my company
Clapper, way them cheeks
Comfort me
Beat the pussy like a drum, it's me
Ally Felix when she run from me

Pop up like red dot
That's my when "I'm on a land" thot
My bitch don't get ass shots
I paint the the picture in the man now
Sloppin' me
And I send hearts
I chopped
The whole head
Off the hell cat
That's Ned Stark
I really wish you here
On a lowend eatin' tuna fish
I picked the bitch brain
And she picked back
And she got two sense
She top best
You know the rest
You know the rest
Real me baby I don't need a stylist
VS
Add another V behind that
Plain white tee
It's a V behind that
She ain't want me
'Til I came with the racks
She'll throw ass
She the same with the neck
Pussy so wet, how I manifest that?

Big dope
Benz truck, roll down window
I do this shit
I been 10 toes
I do this shit like simple
I fuck ya bitch it was simple
I threw it up now ya rent gone
Late night I'm up Jimmy Kimmel
Know niggas who play wit Extendos
Yeah, she ridin' me
Lil' shorty caught the whole tempo
Genius shoulda went to MIT
Lil' bitch I been gettin' LIT
Pockets fat boy SSE
I don't know why
She keep textin' me
I don't know
Why I'm the recipe
For her heart I'ma pop yeah
Spin the whole fuckin' block yeah
I was givin' you the benefit
I guess my trust really ain't enough
She want me to get the pussy wet
I guess that other nigga ain't enough
She don't wanna get cuffed
Lookin' at you like a stain whoa
I'm anywhere that fuckin' brain go
I love the way that fuckin' brain is
You fuck around get famous
I only call you when I'm faded whoa

I really wish you here
On a lowend eatin' tuna fish
I picked the bitch brain
And she picked back
And she got two sense
She top best
You know the rest
You know the rest