ฟังเพลงBEVERLY HILLS (Explicit)

BEVERLY HILLS (Explicit) - Doechii

Lyrics by：Jaylah Hickmon/Devin Williams

Composed by：Jaylah Hickmon/Devin Williams

Produced by：Devin Malik

It's done it's dead I'm not hitting him up anymore

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Had that grip and you lost it

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Had that grip and you lost

Sick of yeah

Waking up to piss all in the bathroom

Straight up yeah

Thinking 'bout another life without you

Fed up yeah

You never really were my type

Straight up yeah

But let me talk my **** tonight

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Yeah

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

Okay

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Had that grip and you lost it

And you lost

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

I talk

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

When I walk in

No more fits 'bout to lock in

But let me talk my ****

Had that grip and you lost it

Too broke To be so argumentative

I'd rather curse you out somewhere in Beverly Hills

You don't

Recognize who you is

You missing out on rent could compromise where we live

And I won't

Try to brag in your ear

But everytime you speak I'm just interpreting fear

It's hard

It's hard so hard so hard oh

You must be mad if you think I'ma laugh at the **** ass jokes that you're talking

You should be glad that I ain't breaking the glass that you bought last year for my birthday

I do big things I got big plans I got big dreams need a real man

You down real bad if you think I'ma not talk-talk how I walk that walk

Too broke

To be so argumentative

I'd rather curse you out somewhere in Beverly Hills

You don't

Recognize who you is

You missing out on rent could compromise where we live

And I won't

Try to brag in your ear

But everytime you speak I'm just interpreting fear

It's hard

It's hard so hard so hard oh

Sick of

Tossing over crumbs in my silk sheets

Straight up

You're thinking 'bout another girl and not me

Fed up

I never really was your type

Was I

Yeah

But baby talk your **** tonight

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Had that grip and you lost it

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Talk-talk

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

Walk-walk

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Lock in

Had that grip and you lost it

Too broke

And every sigh is a sign of the times

Find time to get high get away from a bad vibe

A fine line between a ho and a dime

I'd die if I tried being caught on your sidelines

You drive by in the car that I bought

That I bought

You get by on the way that I walk

That I walk

You're down bad if you think I'ma not talk-talk how I walk gotta walk that walk

So ooh

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

You don't

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Had that grip and you lost it

And I won't

Talk that **** I'ma talk it

Get your **** 'fore I walk in

It's hard

No more fits 'bout to lock in

Had that grip and you lost