asphalt

[Intro] (I'll see you in another life, yeah?) (This song is fucking—) [Chorus] Yeah, shawty got me tweakin' off the bath salt Yeah, leave his body leakin' on the asphalt You can whisper in my ear if it's that bad stuff I can't even talk, but I can't (Ahh) You can't even talk down Is she with us right now? What money you talk about? That just looks like my accounts I know that you tweakin' We hang out on the weekend Ha, he mad, he seething Yeah, I ain't gonna greet him [Verse 1] Can't fuck with that boy, no, no, no more You're the king of biting, yeah, your ass a cobra I would go, but my ass too busy to go up Go up, throw up, he can see me at once Can't fuck with that boy, ah, he gonna be mad This ain't Call of Duty, real life, I'm gonna teabag Yeah, you ain't listening, yеah, you just be sad Your ass is so boring, what is that? Can I see that? [Bridge] What is that? Can I see that? What is that? Can I see that? What is that? Can I see that? What is that? Can I see that? [Verse 2] I can't process what it all says Stop that nonsensе, you can't touch this Why you acting bug-eyed and dumb as fuck alone? Yeah, I don't even speak for myself that below [Chorus] Yeah, shawty got me tweakin' off the bath salt Yeah, leave his body leakin' on the asphalt You can whisper in my ear if it's that bad stuff I can't even talk, but I can't (Ahh) You can't even talk down Is she with us right now? What money you talk about? That just looks like my accounts I know that you tweakin' We hang out on the weekend Ha, he mad, he seething Yeah, I ain't gonna greet him