22

22 (Remix) - Lil Candy Paint/Bhad Bhabie

Zvanz

She havin' deep thought and I can see it

Everything that I say know I mean it

Said I love you just believe it

I hate it when we argue for no reason

Pourin' up that cup I think I'm dreamin'

I'm pourin' up for nothin' think I'm fiendin'

She going out for nothing think I'm cheatin'

I can't blame lil' baby I'm a demon

We out of order sprite and put codeine in it

But she don't like that s**t when I be ignorant

I'm pouring up the pint what you had spent on rent

If she don't like her a*s then we fixin' it

Hop out twin-turbo big as s**t

My b***h bad and she bougie and she snicker thick

N***a tryna pluck twenty 'til we split his wig

You could try to try my b***h but you ain't gettin' s**t

You n***as desperate for my ho

I keep checkin' on my ho

I ain't never stressin' on my ho

I count these backends with my ho

You be acting for your ho

You'll get slapped in front of your ho

I can't believe these jokes

N***a dapped me up sayin' bro

Then try to talk to my ho

But we ain't stressin' anything

It's still purple everything

It's still purple everything

Blowing up his phone I know I'm trippin' for no reason

He gon' call it crazy but I say I call it fiendin'

He don't want no other hoes 'cause that lil' s**t too easy

Know I talk a lot of s**t

But he know I don't mean it

Big bro say I'm trippin' but I got a hundred reasons

One hundred f**kin' reasons I'm never ever leavin'

Nope I ain't leavin'

Even if we ain't speakin'

And if we ain't speakin' you know I'ma be tweakin'

Need a real b***h I ain't nothin' like these groupie hoes

Nothin' like these b***hes sittin' front row at your f**kin' shows

He need him a real one somethin' to make him feel some

I know I ain't tripping man about you I might kill some

Huh yeah Kill some f**k it yeah drill some

Make one call he still come 'cause I make him feel some

Yeah feel some feel some

This lil' somethin' different swear to God it make him feel numb