Addicted

Addicted

Paygotti

Длительность: 2:14
Год: 2024
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Boy, I think about it, every night and day
I'm addicted, I wanna jump inside your love
(What'd you think bitch?) I wouldn't wanna have it any other way
I'm addicted, and I just can't get enough (hol' up)
Just can't get enough (aye)

I'm addicted to this phonk, lot of gun smoke
Slide wid' baby bro 'cause he gon' yank it 'til his thumb broke
Basic bitch, I had to drop her 'cause her funds low
She ain't wanna run it up with Gotti, she's a dumb whore
Wrapped him up a while ago and niggas ain't sly
You can run and duck behind the ground, but niggas can't hide
Popped him while he was on live and call it FaceTime
This a baby Glock, but it be barkin' like a canine

Stomped down, track runner, she my top feet
Wish that he could step the way I step, but he is not me
They better turn the city up if niggas pop me
But hold on, brother, bend that block again, I'm finna drop ski

Fuck the lovey dovey, where that bag at?
If she ain't breakin' bread, then that the type of bitch I laugh at
Tryna eat, so what the fuck these niggas mad at?
I'm racin' to the chicken, we gon' see who get the last laugh

I'm addicted to this phonk, lot of gun smoke
Slide wid' baby bro 'cause he gon' yank it 'til his thumb broke
Basic bitch, I had to drop her 'cause her funds low
She ain't wanna run it up with Gotti, she's a dumb whore
Wrapped him up a while ago and niggas ain't sly
You can run and duck behind the ground, but niggas can't hide
Popped him while he was on live and call it FaceTime
This a baby Glock, but it be barkin' like a canine

Stomped down, track runner, she my top feet
Wish that he could step the way I step, but he is not me
They better turn the city up if niggas pop me
But hold on, brother, bend that block again, I'm finna drop ski

Easy money, I ain't never need no hand out
Know some niggas mad, I moved around and took the bag route
Hit their block it's like I'm tryna take the trash out
Say he want his head, but I can't let my brother crash out
Road runnin', chilli chaser, this a bankroll
Box a nigga in and do him triflin', that's a case closed
Call me Mr. Make-A-Movie like it's BangBros
Broke bitches make my stomach hurt, I swear I hate those

I wouldn't wanna have it any other way (mm, mm)
I'm addicted, and I just can't get enough (mm, mm, mm)
Just can't get-
(Mm-mm, mm) I wouldn't wanna have it any other way
I'm addicted and I just can't get enough
I wouldn't wanna have it any other way
I'm addicted and I just can't get enough
Just can't get