Sour Patch

Girl you know my love true
Its the type of shit I love to prove
And ya ex keep on calling you, but tell that nigga that I got you now
So pull up on my side of town, cause tonight Im boutta lay you down
And you gone want another round, and I bet not hear you make a sound
Fuck them other niggas they just in the way
You fucking with a rich nigga I get paid
And all them jealous hoes they got shit to say
Them bitches mad they not in ya place
Imma hold you down down down down down
Imma hold you down down down down down
Imma hold you down down down down down
Them bitches they just mad they ain't in ya place

Girl you know you fucking with a winner
I know you gone ride, you my hitta
Yea them hoes mad, they just bitter

If I ain’t got you by my side, then who gone ride for me?
If I ain't got you by my side, then who gone ride for me?

D-town nigga I been coming off the wave
No other bitch ever try to take ya place
First you sour then you sweet, you know how to get ya way
Knowing you a blessing baby thats amazing grace
Fuck all of that shade they throwing, lets stay in our lane
You know that im still tryna get used to this fame
You the only one that help me take away the pain
Thats why imma make you wifey, i ain't even playing games