Lil Shine - loose ends lyrics
[Lil Shine - loose ends lyrics]
Stab me in the back, that's why I can't trust
(Bitch) 12 years old, I was fuckin' it up
I'm countin' a hunnid up for the road
I'm up in the hills like Big Time Rush (Oh)
I'm keepin' that pistol tucked
You tryna fuck with me, you outta' luck
I'm up in LA while I'm up in her guts
I hit from the back then hit from the front
(Oh) huh, woah, huh, yeah (Bitch)
I told my mama I did it, yea
I got a rack out with my fitted, yeah
She a crazy bitch but I'm with it, yeah
I got the racks out, talkin' digit's, yeah
Mama said, "Go wash them dishes" (yeah)
Hittin' the opps block, then I'm spinnin'
Yeah
You wanna fight, then you spinnin', yeah
'Cause you and me into winnin', yeah
This about us, ain't no tellin' when
She think that we can be more than friends
I gotta tie up these loose ends
I got big bro in a new Benz
Once the drank done, I got no friends
Sick as fuck, I need more meds
She tell me to hit it from both ends
Real nasty bitch, she use both hands
Fuckin' her good make her toes dance (Bitch)
Fuckin' that bitch, got the bro's mad
And you mad about what you don't have
I got my racks up, I need more bands
Emotional bitch wanna slow dance
I don't got time for no romance
Hellcat got the hoes mad
Took a L but I never fall back
Better ask why I don't call back
Yeah, she bad but she isn't all that
Fuckin' her once then don't call back
Broke boy got a small bag
Gonna tap that then I fall back
And she fuck with me 'cause I got money
She played you, think you a dummy
It's cold out, got my nose a lil' runny
That white girl got her nose hella funny
Fell off look bummy
Popped a X pill, now she get a lil' slutty
Oh
Stab me in the back, that's why I can't trust
12 years old, I was fuckin' it up
I'm countin' a hunnid up for the road
I'm up in the hills like Big Time Rush (Oh)
I'm keepin' that pistol tucked
You tryna fuck with me, you outta' luck
I'm up in LA while I'm up in her guts
I hit from the back then hit from the front
(Oh) bitch
(Bitch) 12 years old, I was fuckin' it up
I'm countin' a hunnid up for the road
I'm up in the hills like Big Time Rush (Oh)
I'm keepin' that pistol tucked
You tryna fuck with me, you outta' luck
I'm up in LA while I'm up in her guts
I hit from the back then hit from the front
(Oh) huh, woah, huh, yeah (Bitch)
I told my mama I did it, yea
I got a rack out with my fitted, yeah
She a crazy bitch but I'm with it, yeah
I got the racks out, talkin' digit's, yeah
Mama said, "Go wash them dishes" (yeah)
Hittin' the opps block, then I'm spinnin'
Yeah
You wanna fight, then you spinnin', yeah
'Cause you and me into winnin', yeah
This about us, ain't no tellin' when
She think that we can be more than friends
I gotta tie up these loose ends
I got big bro in a new Benz
Once the drank done, I got no friends
Sick as fuck, I need more meds
She tell me to hit it from both ends
Real nasty bitch, she use both hands
Fuckin' her good make her toes dance (Bitch)
Fuckin' that bitch, got the bro's mad
And you mad about what you don't have
I got my racks up, I need more bands
Emotional bitch wanna slow dance
I don't got time for no romance
Hellcat got the hoes mad
Took a L but I never fall back
Better ask why I don't call back
Yeah, she bad but she isn't all that
Fuckin' her once then don't call back
Broke boy got a small bag
Gonna tap that then I fall back
And she fuck with me 'cause I got money
She played you, think you a dummy
It's cold out, got my nose a lil' runny
That white girl got her nose hella funny
Fell off look bummy
Popped a X pill, now she get a lil' slutty
Oh
Stab me in the back, that's why I can't trust
12 years old, I was fuckin' it up
I'm countin' a hunnid up for the road
I'm up in the hills like Big Time Rush (Oh)
I'm keepin' that pistol tucked
You tryna fuck with me, you outta' luck
I'm up in LA while I'm up in her guts
I hit from the back then hit from the front
(Oh) bitch