Columbine Drive - Yamo

Bought my mom a new phone

Gave your prom date a new home

Put that on my new song

Me and your girl made a movie

She grabbing on my boom pole

You holding on too strong

I put it in that’s a loophole

Babygirl a b*tch

She digging for some new bone

Two timing, two toned

Booty mine what you on

Had to set a new tone

Debit had a few clones

Got more blues than a batch of Frank Lucas dope

I can never love a b*tch

I can never trust a ho

Beat it up and then you vamonos

You catching feelings on the low

Stop it b*tch know your role

Back that ass and move it slow

I play my cards I never fold

Ask your girl she know the code

Took my momma to a group home and brought your ass back home

You told me I was too crazy but your ass came home

How could you blame me, girl that ass too grown

I was thinking about babies when your ass came over

Columbine Drive all through the night I was caught through the hype when their

daughter was fine

She ordered some wine that had vodka inside then the morning arrived

Bonnie and Clyde

Bish

I’ma never love a hoe

Left your pussy severed I don’t know

Dej I’m out here for the loaf

Days was moving kinda slow

She a ten by titties

Head like Cindy

Brains like Jimmy

Braids like Libby

Smelling that good wood she out here like give me

Give me that kitty

Show me that thingy

You were too stingy til I gave my doohickey to the Beckys and Vickys

I’m in your city you prancing for meet meet don’t try come and see me you

always were greedy

Don’t fuck with a treaty

B*tch how can I lose if I came here with nothing?

You spoiling my mood, stop all that fronting

Me and my dawgs we came up from nothing

They heard us barking, now we’re up to something

Your paper got Benjamin Button

Watching my step when I’m running

These bitches be leaving their feelings all over the place, all over the place

She came for a quickie now she don’t wanna leave

Now she don’t wanna leave

I don’t want love

Never ever needed love

Tired of being a beat up

She tired of let’me beat it up

That was me on the drugs

Promise I won’t touch

That shit got me tweak enough

That was not me speaking up

We can never fall in love, don’t know if it’s safe or not

Play my part and beat it up

These pills got you feeling sour

Geeking out, you’re geeking out

One more pill you falling down

Don’t know if I’ll catch but all I know is you leaving now

Uber X parked outside

Pay the price, I don’t mind

I’m not a drug dealer love, even though I know the plug

Feds watching on supply

Yeah I caught em by surprise

On my soul I never lie

On my soul I never lie