Texty:
Hit The Lights All Or Nothing

my rope hanging on your every word i'm finally getting the hang of getting hung up on girls like you don't let me let you go don't leave me here all

of my rope hanging on your every word i'm finally getting the hang of getting hung up on girls like you don't let me let you go don't leave me here all

You getting blackmailed for that white girl You always said Yeezy, I ain't your right, girl You'll probably find one of them "I like art" type girls All of the lights

motherfuckers Understand where I'm coming from Where I'm tryin' to get to Sometimes I hear voices I can't see it, can you see it? Turn the lights on

missed a spot We bumpin' your parkin lot When you comin' up in the spot Don't bring nothing we call pink dot 'Cause we burnin' around the clock Hit the lights

' Take a look at what Luda's cookin' My arm underneath your leg, legs Or behind your head is how I gots to get you Right hand, left hand all red in the

It may not mean nothing to y'all But understand nothing was done for me So I don't plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever, mayne I'm shutting

2am and he's back again Arms on my waist, all in my way Boy there must be more spice than this Boyfriend on the phone Call me all day on the telephone

or dare Callin' my phone askin' where I be Boy said, "Sweetie, you're my main squeeze" It's 2 a.m. and he's back again All in my space, all in my way