Have him for word Fuck that, you're levelin' up Leave that nigga in the dirt Take him back here for work Lamborghini for my boys All that we needed was trust I said enough is enough Don't got no business with you Champagne for the exes Pour a gram for the Lexus Ass fat, body Texas You star, I directed My heart I protected Cobain when I'm reckless They say it switched up Switched up, no perspective, ayy
You can't smoke tonight, you get way to live And you can't drink tonight, you get fucked up sometimes You and I, I lose every fight We blur every line, risk it every time
Girl, who do you blame? Blame me I never start a fight, I end up everytime Girl, who do you blame? Blame me Blame me, no, blame me Girl, who do you blame?
I'm single, I'm faithfull I'm young, and I'm able Real ones on my payroll I'm signed to my label She's Queen and I'm Pharoah For how I empty my barrel Timbs' on, but her hair low Real cute, but still ghetto
You can't smoke tonight, you get way to live And you can't drink tonight, you get fucked up sometimes You and I, I lose every fight We blur every line, risk it every time
Girl, who do you blame? Blame me I never start a fight, I end up everytime Girl, who do you blame? Blame me Blame me, no, blame me Girl, who do you blame?
I don't want blame you for all of the things that you do Don't wanna choose, but it's you, if I just had to choose Strong independent, accpeting that you're prideful A good woman deserves a good nigga right here besides you
Compositores: Carlos St John Phillips (Saint Jhn) (BMI), Lee Stashenko (BMI)Editores: Milmarsh Music (BMI), Stellar Songs Limited (BMI), St John Portfolio (BMI)Administração: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI), Milmarsh Music (BMI), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #23666207 em 22/Jul/2024