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Caskey

Spoil You

 

Spoil You

(album: I Changed - 2020)


Bitch, I'm tryna spoil you
I need less of them, and need more of you
Like there was four of you
In the bedroom tryna oil you
Turn that shit up, nothing less
Swapped out the coupe for the jet
New money getting carressed
Necklace ain't nothing but baguettes

It's like I mastered it
I'm a star but ain't no asterisk
Saw my name up on them city lights, damn, I plastered it
I hit every single time, don't miss, it's way too accurate
I work 'til all my shit immaculate
Paper, I've been stacking it
I'm like a mag-a-net
Drag race the coupe, gun not concealed 'cause I was lapping it
She got a attitude problem, until I'm tapping in
She tryna tap but I ain't having it

I put her face down
Told her people sleep, so please don't make a sound
Steady, bruh, I hit like I can't stay around
She bending over backwards, tryna scrap the ground
I give you what you want but, I can't get inside that big head
You gotta speak up 'cause that quite shit is dead
A closed mouth don't get fed
A closed mouth don't get fed

Bitch, I'm tryna spoil you
I need less of them, and need more of you
Like there was four of you
In the bedroom tryna oil you
Turn that shit up, nothing less
Swapped out the coupe for the jet
New money getting carressed
Necklace ain't nothing but baguettes

I woke up to her riding on me, kawasaki style
I'm committed but she tie me down
Thought that I was boxing when I hit the box, go lots of rounds
She started something, she can't stop it now
I took her on a flight, say she ain't scared of heights
And I gave it to her just how she like
She dropped that attitude and fall in line like she just bust down the white
I'ma bust both her wrists down with ice

I put her face down
Told her people sleep, so please don't make a sound
Steady, bruh, I hit like I can't stay around
She bending over backwards, tryna scrap the ground
I give you what you want but, I can't get inside that big head
You gotta speak up 'cause that quite shit is dead
A closed mouth don't get fed
A closed mouth don't get fed

Bitch, I'm tryna spoil you
I need less of them, and need more of you
Like there was four of you
In the bedroom tryna oil you
Turn that shit up, nothing less
Swapped out the coupe for the jet
New money getting carressed
Necklace ain't nothing but baguettes
Turn that shit up, nothing less
Swapped out the coupe for the jet
New money getting carressed
Necklace ain't nothing but baguettes

done

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