exotic Songtext
von sosocamo

This is part one, part one
That nigga, they be talking, they don′t know nothing
Got that drop, that Eddie nigga, don't run
Bring her back to the spot, I hit her home run

That time she arranging
So the vibe be contagious
Hand me that brushy on the arrow
Moscato, you know how that go

Eastside, that′s when I roll up
That's your problem, they be like, "I told you"
Baby, I see your vendetta
Better go, I told her to keep her head up
Drugged out, I'd be messed up
Going back and forth, but I can′t hear you
Spin back on you, I don′t mind it
That red rum, all about timing


The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain't safe
On the call, you′re never gettin' paid

The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain′t safe
On the call, you're never gettin′ paid

Slide on me, she pourin' up red
I take a load off, why you so sexy?
Slow down on me with that pressure
She choosin' I′m richer than her peers
I got like eight missed calls, I don′t care
The way I ran, he ran, so it ain't fair
Had to get off for RG, so I got him
Prada, Balenci, red bottom

The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain′t safe
On the call, you're never gettin′ paid


The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain't safe
On the call, you′re never gettin' paid