Souv

Remember nights in Brazil
Finding orchids so rare
The secret streets winding through the hills
Scent of clove in the air
Every night a new place
But the same face
Always calling you
Always calling you
I just let the spirits guide me, hmm
Niggas tried to try me, I just let the piece divide 'em, hmm yeah
Ain't no peace inside me, uhh
But I pull up at the Westin, I got a freak beside me
Houston hottie, she been used to riding
'Cause my new medallion probably worth a thousand and a couple tickets
Eenie meanie, yeah you know they pickin'
Henny bottle, yeah you know I'm sippin'
Screaming pimpin' pimpin', got these bitches trippin'
Link with London at the fuckin' Tipton
Flat nose on her, Scottie Pippin
Tattoo on her waistline
Ain't no six-nine, but my shotty different
It get real in the field, I'm still out here catching bills
Do whatever for a thrill, give a fuck 'bout how you feel
Man, on the real, what's the deal? Neck on freeze still got no chill
Pads on her knees she pro for real, we made a movie reel and still
Took a hit of the Za, now I'm zoned
(Now I'm zoned)
While she making me breakfast in the morn' (uh)
Watching Netflix, we naked
Made her moan (made her moan)
Then I hop right back on my bullshit (shh, yep)
And I'm gone
Truthfully, I really-
I really...I don't like- nah
I really- nah, it's gotta be poetic (yeah, yeah)
(Nah, aye)
(Aye!) I went and got a set of, set of (new friends)
Aye, I went and caught a new souv (new switch)
Yeah, Spending all my money on the food (new blick)
Yeah, I don't really follow none of the rules (new bitch)
I don't know what the fuck is going on, half the time my spirits guiding me (yeah)
I don't know what the fuck is going on, half the time people lie to me (you know what I'm sayin')
I don't know what the fuck is going on, half the time niggas trying me (you know what the fuck-)
I don't know what the fuck is going on, but I know who I'm tryna be
I'm tryna find the vibes on the thottery (yeah)
Fuckin' suckin' and she swallow me (yeah)
Like I won the muhfuckin' lottery (uh)
Wasn't born a hoe, but I gotta be
Yeah, I gotta be. Yeah, I gotta be (gotta be)
Cocky nigga, shit I oughta be (oughta be)
Calling all the fuckin' audibles, stick 'em up like a robbery (woo, woo, woo)
It get real in the field, I'm still out here catching bills
Do whatever for a thrill, give a fuck 'bout how you feel
Man, on the real, what's the deal? Neck on freeze still got no chill
Pads on her knees she pro for real, we made a movie reel and still