You really left me scarred I even showed up with some flowersTryna play it hard ,But I can't
Even challenge her Cause my calls, she dodge
Your niggas spot got a garage but he ain't got no cars, I let you pick what you want, you know your boy got a bag, I dick you down until you cry, Not gon' leave my house mad
Get whatever purse you want, baby, I can't go out sad sometimes I f*ck on ratchet bitches
But love women with class, Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy We drink and smoke and live it up I had it hard boy
Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy Don't come playin with my heart cause I'm a scarred boy
You missing calls like where you at
So girl, don't play with me
Not worry about your ex, you know them pistols round, They stay with me, It's something about your body, Every time you come lay next to me, I love the chemistry and eye contact when you be sexin' me, I'm loving all your energy, baby girl, This is meant to be, let's gas up on the beach.It's our feelings, this ain't no 10 a G , Want you to know you special
And how much you really meant to me, But stressin and the fightin gettin old baby you killin' me
You really left me scarred, I even showed up with some flowers ,Tryna play it hard, But I can't even challenge her, Cause my calls, she dodge, Your niggas spot got a garage but he ain't got no cars, I let you pick what you want, you know your boy got a bag, I dick you down until you cry, Not gon' leave my house mad Get whatever purse you want, baby, I can't go out sad, sometimes I f*ck on ratchet bitches But love women with class
Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy. We drink and smoke and live it up
I had it hard boy Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy Don't come playin with my heart cause I'm a scarred boy
Rest in peace, Lucio
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You really left me scarred I even showed up with some flowersTryna play it hard ,But I can't
Even challenge her Cause my calls, she dodge
Your niggas spot got a garage but he ain't got no cars, I let you pick what you want, you know your boy got a bag, I dick you down until you cry, Not gon' leave my house mad
Get whatever purse you want, baby, I can't go out sad sometimes I f*ck on ratchet bitches
But love women with class, Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy We drink and smoke and live it up I had it hard boy
Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy Don't come playin with my heart cause I'm a scarred boy
You missing calls like where you at
So girl, don't play with me
Not worry about your ex, you know them pistols round, They stay with me, It's something about your body, Every time you come lay next to me, I love the chemistry and eye contact when you be sexin' me, I'm loving all your energy, baby girl, This is meant to be, let's gas up on the beach.It's our feelings, this ain't no 10 a G , Want you to know you special
And how much you really meant to me, But stressin and the fightin gettin old baby you killin' me
You really left me scarred, I even showed up with some flowers ,Tryna play it hard, But I can't even challenge her, Cause my calls, she dodge, Your niggas spot got a garage but he ain't got no cars, I let you pick what you want, you know your boy got a bag, I dick you down until you cry, Not gon' leave my house mad Get whatever purse you want, baby, I can't go out sad, sometimes I f*ck on ratchet bitches But love women with class
Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy. We drink and smoke and live it up
I had it hard boy Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy Don't come playin with my heart cause I'm a scarred boy
Rest in peace, Lucio
Even challenge her Cause my calls, she dodge
Your niggas spot got a garage but he ain't got no cars, I let you pick what you want, you know your boy got a bag, I dick you down until you cry, Not gon' leave my house mad
Get whatever purse you want, baby, I can't go out sad sometimes I f*ck on ratchet bitches
But love women with class, Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy We drink and smoke and live it up I had it hard boy
Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy Don't come playin with my heart cause I'm a scarred boy
You missing calls like where you at
So girl, don't play with me
Not worry about your ex, you know them pistols round, They stay with me, It's something about your body, Every time you come lay next to me, I love the chemistry and eye contact when you be sexin' me, I'm loving all your energy, baby girl, This is meant to be, let's gas up on the beach.It's our feelings, this ain't no 10 a G , Want you to know you special
And how much you really meant to me, But stressin and the fightin gettin old baby you killin' me
You really left me scarred, I even showed up with some flowers ,Tryna play it hard, But I can't even challenge her, Cause my calls, she dodge, Your niggas spot got a garage but he ain't got no cars, I let you pick what you want, you know your boy got a bag, I dick you down until you cry, Not gon' leave my house mad Get whatever purse you want, baby, I can't go out sad, sometimes I f*ck on ratchet bitches But love women with class
Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy. We drink and smoke and live it up
I had it hard boy Cause I'm a scarred boy, yeah, I'm a scarred boy Don't come playin with my heart cause I'm a scarred boy
Rest in peace, Lucio
Writer: Kahlil Jones, Karlyle Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Karlyle Jones & Kahlil Jones
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Kahlil Jones, Karlyle Jones