☯topsongstps☯ - candles pt.3 lyrics
[intro: topsongstps]
oh+oh
woah woah, woah, woah
hey
[verse]
two percs in, three percs in
either way it go, i’m finna put the work in
i flew into lax, bibby pulled up in the benz
three weeks later, we in new york, rockin’ gucci suede trench
i won’t wear contacts, but i love versace lens
choppa cook a n+gga grill, like who let hibachi in?
she ask me if i wanna f+ck, i told her “well it all depends”
do you love me for my money, do you love me for my sins?
n+ggas love my style ’til the point the copy it
how you hatin’ outside the club, when you can’t even get in?
i just counted twenty bands, time to blow it in the wind
drugs got me in trench, lord’s knows i’m a sin
did it all on my own, so it’s still f+ck a friend, ayy
i don’t owe n0body sh+t, don’t call me, b+tch call it quits
treat my d+ck just like your pride, ho’, you better swallow it
yeah i got a couple side hoes they love to swallow it
i need me a fly b+tch, flyer than a pilot is
you know i be high, b+tch, higher than a pilot is
if you ain’t talkin’ money, then the conversation over with
(chorus)
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