INTRO
(Grah grah…) (Yeah…) (From the Bronx to the South, you heard?) (Drillz to luv… shit crazy…)
HOOK
Life so fucked up, I ain’t think I’d find love ❤️
Nah fr, I was stuck in them trenches with my gun tucked
Born in Puerto Rico, raised up in the Bronx
Moved down South, but I still keep it on me when I’m walkin’
Too many heartbreaks, I ain’t trust nothin’
So I turned to them drills, turned to that bussin’
Spinnin’ through the block, tryna catch me a opp
Fuck love, I was focused on the bread and the glock
Then I bumped into a shorty that move like me…
How the fuck I meet the female version of me?
If you feelin’ me like I’m feelin’ you
We can go from drillz to luv, we can switch the mood
We can slide and still cuddle, that’s facts
Still keep our respect, still keep it intact
I’ll take my baby goat on drills
Cuz I think I’m fallin’ in love for real ❤️
VERSE 1
I was dead in my feelings, I ain’t care no more
I was spinnin’ through the towns tryna bend somethin’ for sure
I done seen too many snakes, I done lost too many bros
So my heart turned cold, yeah my heart turned froze
I was on that timing, always on go
If I up it then I’m shootin’, I ain’t tryna be slow
I was chasin’ after money, I was duckin’ the law
Tryna play me like a goofy? I’m uppin’ it raw
I was done with love, I was done with the trust
Every time I gave my heart, shit turned into dust
So I started movin’ wicked, started movin’ like what?
Started smokin’ on they mans, had the block goin’ nuts
Then shorty walked in like “who you?”
She like “I’m that,” I’m like “word, me too”
She don’t talk too much, she just move with the pole
She the type to line it up, she the type to control
HOOK
Life so fucked up, I ain’t think I’d find love ❤️
Nah fr, I was stuck in them trenches with my gun tucked
Born in Puerto Rico, raised up in the Bronx
Moved down South, but I still keep it on me when I’m walkin’
Too many heartbreaks, I ain’t trust nothin’
So I turned to them drills, turned to that bussin’
Spinnin’ through the block, tryna catch me a opp
Fuck love, I was focused on the bread and the glock
Then I bumped into a shorty that move like me…
How the fuck I meet the female version of me?
If you feelin’ me like I’m feelin’ you
We can go from drillz to luv, we can switch the mood
We can slide and still cuddle, that’s facts
Still keep our respect, still keep it intact
I’ll take my baby goat on drills
Cuz I think I’m fallin’ in love for real ❤️
VERSE 2
She rollin’ my blunts, she like “bae you good?”
I’m like “yeah,” but she know I still stuck in the hood
She like “I got you,” I’m like “damn that’s real”
Cuz most of these bitches be fake for the thrill
We went on a mission, she hopped in the V
She like “where we goin?” I’m like “just trust me”
She ain’t even flinch when I said “grab the grip”
She said “pass it,” I’m like “nah you really like this?”
Grah grah, she a demon, she a freak
But she lo
