Grant Singer

100 on the dash get me close to God

Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life

P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah

I come alive in the fall time, I

You talking money, need a hearing aid

House so empty, need a centerpiece

Cut that ivory into skinny pieces

Girls get loose when they hear this song

I said I didn't feel nothing baby, but I lied

Made your whole year in a week too, yah

Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish

Coming for the king, that's a far cry, I

Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit

All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah

She say, "you need to stop fuckin' with them thots, boy"

Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby

I've been looking sad in all the nicest places

Side bitch out of your league too, ah

None of these toys on lease too, ah

You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade

I'm 19 and I'm on fire

I want you to stay (I want you to stay)

We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars

Every day a nigga try to test me, ah

Let a nigga Brad Pitt