Justin Rarri

Fix Up
Wanna fix up Wanna buy you all the purses baby only when i fix up Go onna island when im rich up told baby pick up I been feeling alone Only want u my zone Baby pick up the phone Had to drop it leave you lone yeah I can’t explain it yeah Lately i been feeling like im gettin all attached And i dont want face it Been had my heart broke i cannot fake it Baby arch it when i fuck you hit from the back And make a nigga taste it cuz Fuckin these hoes ain't workin Lil brown bag the burkin I been taking you serious Run it right back who the fuck you cursin These hoes they be twerkin Ion give fuck bout the cost She think imma dog And i think i might give it all I got Dog ways imma give up Got these hoes on me tryna lick up Pullup witta blicky nigga sticked up SongtexteI be wallen gotta big up I be tired of the mix up See the guap big bank Might just put my heart in a tank Big ol 40 aim it right at ya face yeah uh Told her just be careful Hit her right back dont care These Niggas be talkin i swear i dont fear em Who that boy, dont feel him I been feeling upset More than little crushes And its more than little blushes Ooh got new bands in my coupe My brudda go in he gon shoot Who the fuck dont care who is you Why these niggas on dick more than you You know the shit that i do I swear im in love with you Big bloody got red in a coupe Wanna fix up Wanna buy you all the purses baby only when i fix up Go on a island when im rich up told baby pick up I been feeling alone Only want u my zone Baby pick up the phone Had to drop it leave you lone yeah I can’t explain it yeah Lately i been feeling like im getting all attached And i dont want face it Been had my heart broke i cannot fake it Baby arch it when i fuck you hit from the back And make a nigga taste it cuz Fuckin these hoes ain't workin Lil brown bag the burkin I been taking you serious Run it right back who the fuck you cursin These hoes they be twerkin Ion give fuck bout the cost She think imma dog And i think i might give it all Can do better Fuck up again im dead her Why you talkin like he do you better I shoot up that nigga got whole lotta metals Im stuck in my bag for real i don’t let her Know that im for real i don’t tell her Whole designer bag im get em And she climbing back i won't let her Bitch imma virgo Only want you in my circle I pay 25 hunnit the jean jacket If we talkin bout singles i hurt those Let me show forreal what its worth tho It dont nothing to me imma say how im feelin Is it worth tho I dont want no distraction i swear its curse oh You got it I swear to god you poppin I do whatever i want cuz im poppin I do whatever i want cuz i got it Ex shorty tripping cuz she didn't call it Wanna be switchin and want to be trifling Don’t give a fuck I don’t tolerate lying I got a tiger but heart of the lion Wanna fix up Wanna buy you all the purses baby only when i fix up Go onna island when im rich up told baby pick up I been feeling alone Only want u my zone Baby pick up the phone Had to drop it leave you lone yeah I can’t explain it yeah Lately i been feeling like im gettin all attached And i dont want face it Been had my heart broke i cannot fake it Baby arch it when i fuck you hit from the back And make a nigga taste it cuz Fuckin these hoes ain't workin Lil brown bag the burkin I been taking you serious Run it right back who the fuck you cursin These hoes they be twerkin Ion give fuck bout the cost She think imma dog And i think i might give it all Aus Songtexte Mania