You Ain’t Gotta

Girl you ain't gotta cry no mo
Girl you ain't gotta ride im good by my lonely
Girl you ain't gotta die
I'm here with my homies
Girl you ain't gotta

She say fuck that ima slide em
Opps playing with your heart
And baby I won't let em stop it
The police is out give me all
Your guns and I'm gone hide em
Ill wear sleeves and trousers
Hoodie on just send me
I'm gone pop em
I could wear a bra
Legs open you kick the door
I lock em I say girl you ain't gotta ride
She said you know that ill slide
I just want my baby home even
If i get sacrificed show me how
You throw the signs
Baby here take the gun
She laughed said I'm relaxed
But I'm not lacking bae
You taught me right
This gun here is so tragic
If a opp say he ain't flexible
This gun ell make em back flip
Tell that bitch it voodoo magic
Send me to his addy I'm under
The rocks like patric
She say fuck that A if it
Don't shit money he meat the pastor
Okay clip on this bitch like a ladder
Ill cut up no rip up a bitch like a tasm-anian devil
Our love makes me mix kill with my passion he not
With the shits baby send me to him

Girl you ain't gotta cry no mo
Girl you ain't gotta ride I'm good by my lonely
Girl you ain't gotta die
I'm here with my homies
Girl you ain't gotta
Girl you ain't gotta
Girl you ain't gotta

Look after me I'm not proud
And while you looking lurking
Missing bullets got opps looking like clouds
Baby girl I love your heart but mamma you
Cannot be down but if them niggas coming
When they get here you can crack some crowns

She said bout my nigga these choppers
Gone throw shit around like a child
Ain't no chill baby go kill crazy if you
Want some clout ima peal back his
Seal paper talking bout his scalp