Sour Patch

(альбом: Everybody Hates Chris - 2020)

Girl you know my love true, it's type of shit I love to prove
And your ex keep on calling you
But tell that nigga that I got you now
So pull up on my side of town
Cause tonight, I'm 'bout to lay you down
And you gone want another round
And I bet not here you make a sound
Fuck them other niggas, they just in the way
You fucking with a rich nigga, I get paid
And all them jealous hoes that got shit to say
The bitches they just mad, they ain't in your place

Imma hold you down down down down down
Imma hold you down down down down down
Imma hold you down down down down down
Imma hold you down down down down down
(Imma hold you down down down down down)
(Imma hold you down down down down down)
(Imma hold you down down down down down)
(Imma hold you down down down down down)

If I ain't got, you by my side
Then who, gone ride for me
If I ain't got, you by my side
Then who, gone ride for me
D-Town nigga, I've been coming off the wave
Can't no other bitch ever try to take your place
First you sour then you sweet you know to get your way
Knowing you a blessing baby that's amazing grace
Fuck all of that shade they throwing, 'less stay in our lane
You know that I'm still tryna get used to this fame
You the only one that help me take away the pain
That's why imma make you wifey, I ain't even playing games

(Imma hold you down down down down down)
(Imma hold you down down down down down)
(Imma hold you down down down down down)
(Imma hold you down down down down down)

Them bitches they just mad, they ain't in your place
Them bitches they just mad, they ain't in your place