Gone 4A Min Lyrics

Giving you my heart, wouldn't make sense

Girl, I know you thick, but can you take dick

Friendships or relationships

I was down bad, now I'm hoppin' out of spaceships

If we talkin' bags, baby, I'm known to mega-flip

If we talkin' hearts, bitch, I'm known to break shit

Boss all my hoes up, you'll think they shape-shift

Like the bottom of the bag, we know to shake shit

I can get you touch, and it ain't gon' cost shit

I'm cold-hearted, fuck with me, you get frostbite

Shorty bad, she a ten, pussy excellent

Foreign car, trunk in the front, like a elephant

If you diss, bullets rain, like they heaven sent

Not crazy, but it was days where I ain't have sense

Now I'm havin' dog shit, look like I robbed the mint

Had motion and show love, I brought these niggas in

No pretend, treated niggas like they my fuckin' kin

Spread the bag, showed them niggas, that we can ' all-win

Lil' shorty a LPN, she know how to make me better

That pussy medicine, and I'm feelin' under the weather

She ain't an artist, but hold my dick like she singin

When I'm not around, my phone keep on ringin

She like, damn, Kel, it's not me, who you seein'

Knowing me, I'm a dog, might lie for no reason

These bitches fake, they gon' change with the seasons

I put a D on a bitch, Trevor Ariza

Bitch, don't even got a visa, but she been travelin' on my mind

Don't got time for the back and forth, bitch, I'm on my grind

Said she movin' back to the D, bitch, what you waitin' on

How you gone move back to Detroit when you need me, stop playin

Built this shit from the ground up, Albert Kahn

Fuck havin' my back, baby, I need you to be my spine

Relationship been rocky, all them tears all that crying

Many times as we broke up, that shit should be a crime

Been too playa, baby, yeah, I'm still up in my prime

It don't matter if I'm fuckin' these hoes, you know I'm lovin' you

What you think I'm gon' do, you know a shooter shoot

I put 50 on his head, he think he bulletproof

All blues, no clues, lil' dog didn't have a clue

I'm from the bricks if you snooze , you know you lose

I'm grinding ' all day, yeah, nigga, I gotta get it

My dog got life, I hope that nigga get acquitted

If he had some years, yeah, I'd feel better

Lil' mama do this shit so well, she make me feel better

My heart's so cold, I swear that shit need a sweater

Yeah, need a sweater

She make me feel better

Don Kel