LOST - Eric North, Josh Pan

I know that you been dying, dying

To go hard, to go

I know that you been dying, dying

To go hard

But then you lost faith

But then you lost

But this is just faith

I know that you been trying, trying

To go hard

My bitch still my bitch

When I’m breaking her off, she gon' spark up my spliff

Put the car in park, she gon' open her mouth for the pill

Then the dick

I brought all my niggas for gun play

Clip by my hip and my tummy

Fuck all these niggas that complain

Bitch on my dick, tell her «Come play»

I got the juice, I got the soda

That green that’s so loud it evicted my doja

Coolin' with bitches that’s 18 and over

She bending it over for niggas, for closure

I’m whipping the whip

My bitch look vanilla and we finna dip

I told her to get in the car and just sit

Now she twerking for niggas and smoking my shit