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Itsmoosey - Sancho lyrics

Artist: Itsmoosey

album: Sancho


Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Aww shit
Cruising 511, hit the light
RDS my hood, yeah that's for life
Had to bend the corner with the Stripes
I might cop a double cup of ice
Cashier said, "It's straight, have a good night."
2 AM, a homeless man outside
He ain't have no arm, that shit his life
Shit we take for granted all the time
I got nothing but money on my mind
German engineering how I ride
Trouble's all I ever seem to find
Say she love me, made her say it twice
All I ever wanted was my dreams to come true
All she ever wanted was for me to come through
Now she dropping off the keys to the condo
Say she on the way, make it pronto
I keep all the drugs in the console
Rolling up the tree in a fronto
Smoking while we drinking that's the combo
She gon' let me beat it like a bongo
Say she got a man but he do not know
She say I'm her designated sancho
(She say I'm her designated sancho)
Say she got a man but he do not know
(Say she got a man but he do not know)
She say I'm her designated sancho
Aww shit
Shawty walk in while she take off her top
She know what I like, all I want is the top
She got a man, I hope we don't get caught
Fuck her and leave her, I'm just like my pops
Done this before, yeah I've done this a lot
Still don't feel right even up at the top
She fucks me cause' I'm everything that he ain't
She's with him cause' he's everything that I'm not
We smoking everything, I don't even enjoy this shit
Chugging the bottle down, I just wanna get fucked up quick
Faded, I look at myself in the mirror, "How did I get like this?"
I only call her when something is wrong, she don't deserve this shit
(Ohh)
She say I'm the man though
All her friends think I'm an asshole
They just complain when the gas low
Send someone back to the bando
Make sure you go through the back door
I got some shit that you can't grow
You get thrown out, we get mad thrown
Facts though
I just do music, do drugs, and get high
Know who I am, they can't even deny
I feel the pressure, that shit on the rise
That shit just keep on going up, so do I
She telling me she wanna go for a ride
Ask me if I love her I said, "Issa vibe."
And she just keep going, ain't even reply
I'm tryna be B.I.G, shit I'm ready to die
While I'm faded
3 weeks straight, I can't even tell what today is
Heard my old girl tryna come but she too basic
She was tripping now my new girl on vacation
Even if I think I love her I won't say it
All that "we were meant to be" is overrated
Now she dropping off the keys to the condo
Say she on the way, make it pronto
I keep all the drugs in the console
Rolling up the tree in a fronto
Smoking while we drinking that's the combo
She gon' let me beat it like a bongo
Say she got a man but he do not know
She say I'm her designated sancho
(Ugh, ugh)
Weather man, I make it snow
I could tell she off that woah
She know that I got that dope
Baby that's just how it go
Vision is blurry and slowed
Both of us faded for sure
She knows that i'm in my zone
I make her turn off her phone
She like to take off my clothes
I like when she ride it slow
Think I'm in love with the dome
I could tell she likes to moan
She keeps on begging for more
Whiskey and Mexican coke
I watch it drip out of her nose
I keep that shit on the low
I could tell shawty a pro
She says she loves my cologne
We're into music and smoke
Feelings, we don't ever show
Maybe we're better alone
I go to sleep with a chrome
Sometimes I wish I was gone
Say that she loves me, she don't

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