Let Me Go Lyrics

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What you know about taking risk

What you know about dripping fit so hard but you don't wanna take no pics

What you know about whipping the whip so hard that you don't even talk to a bitch

I want no love I just want to hit

They know I got too much at stake

I know the last nigga did that shit got chinged, so I know not to make mistakes

And when I heard all the girls be TikToking, show them how to whine that waist

Especially when you sit in my face

I like how that coochie taste

I might say if you lies

I might make you cry

I don't care if your dad the Jake's

Take a tissue wipe your face

Don't let me go

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go (take a tissue wipe your face)

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go (ahhhh)

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go (oh ohh)

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go

Were you at?

Called your phone where you at

I'm right in front of your crib where you at?

Come stand on side of my whip where you at?

If you done with the boy then just say that

(If you done with the boy then just say that)

I'm nonchalant, I'm just laid back

(I'm nonchalant, I'm just laid back)

I'm liking your vibe, how do you stay solid

Come with the boy let's have some fun, whatever you want, Just say you got it

I'm out with the gang, when I'm back to the crib, Imma dick you down till the next morning

For the things that I've done, I'm saying sorry

For all of the times that I made you worry

You gotta know that you're part of my story

I'm just left with your pics only

But girl, you're part of my history

Fucked on your friend baby I'm sorry

And I know you probably want to kill me

Let me tell you this shit a true story

Cause she ain't even know how to fuck on me

She ain't even know how to bounce on it

So I told that little bitch not to touch on me

How many times I gotta explain myself, you act like you don't understand, fuck it

You playing me got you playing yourself, in the field but you still on the bench watching

You treat my heart like a coin, toss it

You think you Erica Banks, buss it

I'm done I'm onto the next topic

I'm dropping a bag on the Benz, epic!

You say I'm trippin, you always bitching, you staying out with your friends

I don't want to kids, when I'm done with this, I'm going back to the six

Got Amiri, Celine, Gucci and Prada I'm mixing and matching the fit

Girl, you know I'm always lit and I really do this shit

(yea)

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go

Please don't let me go (oh ohh)