ACQUIRED TASTE

God knows
Imma put a ring on if I ever fall in love again
Take it back
We we don't need to build no trust again
Bad little Shawty in the sheets
Wanna love again
So I bagged myself a ten
I might go cop a Benz
She knows that I don't play like that
Take it to the top
She gon need a new flight plan
Laughing at my opps
They gon need a new life plan
Came in with the sauce
This is syn by the mic stand
Brand new whip
V10
Vip
She's in
Heart attack
Tweaking
Feeling wet
Deep end
Need a girl
Zee's there
See her on the weekends
Homies on the up
So you know we never cheating
2002
I threw the world in the deep end
Me plus you
None of us a ever leaving
Three plus two
I got a five star defence
Give her what she wants
A little more
Now she's peaking
All night
It's on
Flashing lights
We gone
Soul ties
The flow
Bragging rights
They gone
All night
It's on
Flashing lights
We gone
Soul ties
The flow
Bragging rights
They gone, gone, gone
Turnt up
Tryna turn it up
Brand new coup
I could lay it down
Woah
I could burn it up
Double cup of henny
I could stir it up
Back end
Know the crew tipped in
44 Gs
Niggas busy talking like they knew me
Bad bitch
Alexander two piece
Got that Water on my wrist
Got my bag up that's the new me
Lay It down
Right back in
Run it up
Through the weekend
On sight
Know we tapped in
Pull the top
Way back yeah
Keep it silent
Moving fast yeah
Played my part lemme pass it
Want a two tone whip
You can whip the Tucson
Got a burner with this brick
Like I'm Keem with two phones
Got this ammo on my lips like I just kissed a stick
And I'm stepping in this bitch like it's fucken sumo
Don't try to conversate with me
Man I swear I'm too gone
Had a couple J's and I ain't talking 'bout no shoes hoe
Tryna be the big bro
The way that Ye said was Hov
Was destined for the boy since a youngin came out the stove
Big stepper
The rap assassinator
Big bless up to all my little haters
Never missing like I never miss a lay up
Big on saying but the boy gone super saiyan
In the stu
Everybody getting lose
Chase the bag
Not no duck, duck, goose
Feeling like the Lakers in 1972
And imma sit up on the loop
When I retire in a suit, wait
They gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Ha, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ah Ha
Let's go