Your Lov3 Lyrics

For your touch, You got me geekin For your love

I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was

How the fuck we fall out, we had a son

I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones

I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you

I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)

I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you

These niggas be cappin dont really want beef

get to bumping that shit, might fuck up they streets

Had the drop on the opp Trying to kill him for weeks

These niggas be dissin', they wanna be me

But bae I'm the top of my hood'

And I ain't never gon' fall out about shit, cause it's not what it was

I'm CUB until the day i die, I ain't fuckin' with blood

We Catch him and smoke him we do it for bra

I hang out the window im trying send him up

When i post round the Carta Im geeking to up

These niggas aint fucking with me

We spin in a Tesla come back in a Jeep

We hopped out with switch and They got on they feet

Keep working on quacks come get You a P

You aint working yo Iron cant hop in my car

We swinging that drac work that bitch like guitar

CHARGE run the world they Know who we are

Im really outside more shots then A Bar

How u say that you my dawg and You dont fuck with me

Really outside of the Carta with That Switchy on me

All my young nigga know is chase Him down he might get on 1 knee

I got murder on my mind, Talking To the reaper when i sleep

I've been thugging round the Carta Niggas ain't knowing how it be

Really Catching dem bags out Utah, I might cool it with YB

For your touch, You got me geekin For your love

I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was

How the fuck we fall out, we had a son

I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones

I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you

I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)

I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you

For your touch, You got me geekin For your love

I ain't caring what we did, it's what it was

How the fuck we fall out, we had a son

I been crashing out with my Glock don't do no one on ones

I'm just tryna see where you at, like babygirl, you know I need you

I been taking jammers back to back, like bae i need to(two)

I just call your phone, like baby girl, I'm tryna see you, see you