w/Me

w/Me by. Martin Giber. beat by. Dez Wright © 2016 Lyrics: Fuck What A Hater Gotta Say, I’ve Gotta Bunch Of Shit To Say, I’ve Been Thinking Bout Ya (About Ya) Yeah I’ve Been Thinking Bout Us (About Us) [So I] Pop Another Pill Take Another Dab Drank Whats In My Cup Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-(Yea Yea) Got Bitches Hella Turnt-Now Coke Up In Their Nose-Now Pills All In Their Purse-Now Dancing To Me Lately, Calling Me Their Baby Say I Got The Sound, 6Ft Underground My Feet Stay In The Ground Been Out Here Chasing Pavements From San Luis Out To Tempe Tryna Figure Out Where The Fuck This Life ‘Ll Take Me Fuckin With The Wrong Crowed Damn These Kids Are So Wild Getting Hella Stoned, Bumpin Rock N Roll Driving To The Store, Bitch Im Rollin Stone I Don’t Give A Fuck About Ya Drama I Got My Own [So I] Pop Another Pill (Yea Yea) Take Another Dab (Yea Yea) Drank Whats In My Cup (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) You’ve Been Thinking Bout Me (About Me) I’ve Been Thinking Bout You And I (Yea Yea) Like, Where The Fuck Was You When I Was Coming Up And, How Was I So Fortunate Of Finding Ya, For Reals How Is It That You’re Just So Perfect, And Really Real Beyond Gorgeous The Stars And Moon For Real I Hope And Pray That This Night Was Real Lord Knows That I Fucked Around And Caught Some Feelings For Ya And They Really Really... Skinny Dudes With Big Noses Stay Pulling Bad Bitches Don’t Focus On What Could Be Just Focus On What Is Baby, I Don’t Play Around, No I Don’t Fuck Around Unless We In The Bed Baby, You Know Im Around If You Need To Vent Baby, If You Need A Friend I Can Be You Right Hand, Or I Can Be Your Left Or We Can Just Pop Another Pill (Yea Yea) Take Another Dab (Yea Yea) Drank Whats In My Cup (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea) Fuck Whats In My Mind-Right Up (Yea Yea)