Текст песни Anxious - Theory

Big smoke, big work, big grip
Big clips and I'm shooting off the rip rip rip
14, 24 round my neck
New money I'm a make it hard to miss miss miss
Chetah print on her ass pretty red light skin on the pole and she thick thick thick
Can't wife no hoe its tempting
Fuck that I'm fucking with ya

Thats on god babe
Ain't nothing you can say baby
That can turn me away baby
(Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just brought my A
For all the games I know you play yeah, yeah
That ass looking too fine
What up with a good time
I feed this good game
You give me them bad lies
Who you trying to front on
Don't worry thats all mine, yeah

I'm all game
You ain't gotta say it Im a play it
Looking at your body got me anxious
Baby thats a challenge
Im a wear you out, wear you out

I'm all game
You ain't gotta say it Im a play it
Looking at your body got me anxious
Baby thats a challenge
Im a wear you out, wear you out

Look, that confidence on ten
I can get you out the way yeah, yeah
Man that pussy from the gods
Im just trying to get a taste yeah, yeah
I know niggas on your head yea
Well got bitches on my plate mayne
Won't let that fuck this up
Can't let you get away, yeah (So anxious)
You know I want ya, oh baby

I'm all game
You ain't gotta say it Im a play it
Looking at your body got me anxious
Baby thats a challenge
Im a wear you out, wear you out

I'm all game
You ain't gotta say it Im a play it
Looking at your body got me anxious
Baby thats a challenge
Im a wear you out, wear you out