She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
I gotta grab the steel
She like to pop the pills
Too hard to embrace what's real
Tryna embrace how I feel
In my mind losing the time
Watching my steps on the line
Skating thru life on my grind
I'm growing but stay in my prime
In her zone but she act like she need me
On my phone but I know that she teasing
On my dick you would think that she teething
Don't know French but a n***a stay Scheming
On a wall but a n***a ain't leaning
Stay woke but a n***a be dreaming
Good stroke so you know that she creamin
Good sex so with seven she sleeping
She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
Shoot my shot on flames
Too real don't play games
This lion can't be tamed
I'm rolling stronger strains
THC on brain
Higher than a crane
Rolling paper planes
Shout out to Taylor Gang
They complicate things, that's why I stay on my own
I'm tryna create lanes, that's why I stay in my zone
They wanna take things, that's why I'm packing a chrome
She understand me, that's why I'm taking her home
She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
Seven Jackson - Addicted Lyrics
Seven Jackson - Addicted Lyrics
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She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
I gotta grab the steel
She like to pop the pills
Too hard to embrace what's real
Tryna embrace how I feel
In my mind losing the time
Watching my steps on the line
Skating thru life on my grind
I'm growing but stay in my prime
In her zone but she act like she need me
On my phone but I know that she teasing
On my dick you would think that she teething
Don't know French but a n***a stay Scheming
On a wall but a n***a ain't leaning
Stay woke but a n***a be dreaming
Good stroke so you know that she creamin
Good sex so with seven she sleeping
She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
Shoot my shot on flames
Too real don't play games
This lion can't be tamed
I'm rolling stronger strains
THC on brain
Higher than a crane
Rolling paper planes
Shout out to Taylor Gang
They complicate things, that's why I stay on my own
I'm tryna create lanes, that's why I stay in my zone
They wanna take things, that's why I'm packing a chrome
She understand me, that's why I'm taking her home
She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
I gotta grab the steel
She like to pop the pills
Too hard to embrace what's real
Tryna embrace how I feel
In my mind losing the time
Watching my steps on the line
Skating thru life on my grind
I'm growing but stay in my prime
In her zone but she act like she need me
On my phone but I know that she teasing
On my dick you would think that she teething
Don't know French but a n***a stay Scheming
On a wall but a n***a ain't leaning
Stay woke but a n***a be dreaming
Good stroke so you know that she creamin
Good sex so with seven she sleeping
She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
Shoot my shot on flames
Too real don't play games
This lion can't be tamed
I'm rolling stronger strains
THC on brain
Higher than a crane
Rolling paper planes
Shout out to Taylor Gang
They complicate things, that's why I stay on my own
I'm tryna create lanes, that's why I stay in my zone
They wanna take things, that's why I'm packing a chrome
She understand me, that's why I'm taking her home
She addicted, like I'm covered in coke
Her mind twisted, that's why I f*ck wit these hoes
I'm filled with riches, my mind covered in gold
I'm out the trenches, the lord is blessing my soul
My whole gang got smoke
All of your hoes I poked
3.5 I toke
We too live, no joke
Your bitch do the most
My girls like to coast
In and out like ghost
Offense in the post
Writer: Brian Jackson
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