Fall Thru

Lil bitch…
Fall through…
(Make some shit…)
(I wanna make plans with you…)
Benihana’s in the studio, leftovers you know how it go
Might stick it in the booty hole, where I cum nobody knows
You got an assistant or something? How can I get time with you?
Not often I’m sharing my light, but how can I get shine with you?
Let’s get a fifth of the Hen', write me down, pencil me in
Liquor, it give me the spins, idiot did it again to me
Pour up, get drunk up, I’m fucked up, you fucked up, we fucked up, whenever you
Fall through…
(Make some shit…)
(I wanna make plans with you…)
If I can give her my all
If I can give her my all
Swear that we never gon' fall apart
Show you visions I see in my thoughts
All of them things I see in the dark
Know if I can live the we gon' ball
Money in my pockets Benjis apart
Rack up the thousands play from the start
If you intend place on your mark
Pint of good drank, I’m pouring two litres
We can go and chill, we smoking good reefer
Pound of good dope, we flow off the meter
She my lil go, lil mami a keeper
It’s all about racks, yeah, I keep them intact
Shorty fall through and she all on my back
Flippa don’t move unless I’m holding my mack
Louis V buckle threads that I rep
I whip the foreign, whassup with the pole in the trunk
If they front then I hit them with treason
It’s all for you, do whatever we do, we can fuck in the coupe
If you want for no reason
Talk about facts I can state that
Do the whole dash in a Maybach
Shorty fall through, let me take that
Won’t you fall through, we can’t fake that
Fall through…
(Make some shit…)
(I wanna make plans with you…)