We Found Love (Explicit) - Ice Spice/DD Osama/Young Adri
Lyrics by：DD Osama/Ice Spice
Composed by：Young Adri/DD Osama/Ice Spice
Produced by：Young Adri
Adri on the beat nigga
In the light
And we're standing side
By side every opp shot grrah
As your shadow crosses mine suck my d**k
What it takes to come alive
I'm 'bout to gas him I'm poppin' a titty grrah
He lovin' the way it get sticky baow
He a gangster I let him get in me
Yeah I feel like the baddest
Lil' ***** in my city word
You not a barbie it's givin' dirty
I **** her up suck my d**k then I get sturdy
Grrah grrah
I don't need luck if I'm poppin' this perky
Lil' ddot gon' turn on his beam grrah-grrah
Don't forget that I'm still droppin' DOA
Catch a flocka on me he's not safe
And these niggas keep talkin' on notti
I'ma spin through the sev
I'ma catch me a homi'
Call dudeylo like yo what's the word
What's the word
He got the drop
Let's spin through the third
Catch me a nine I'ma blow that see a lil'
He gon' die by a poke grrah
40s n 9s yeah that **** hit a mill' on bro
Don't forget about dead opps grrah
Nigga dougie he ran caught a leg-shot
Spin through the bronx tryna make a new dead opp
Like grrah-grrah
Still tappin' my neck 'cause that fat nigga dead jb
And rah got put right to bed
Two dead niggas but one from the sev
These ******* ain't from where I'm from grrah
I'm from the x beat on a
***** like it's fun like it's fun
Damn I'm so pretty and young
They say I'm next like ice
Spice you really the one I'm next
Okay she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot
******* be needin' niggas to get hot like
***** I'm a baddie I'm used to the spotlight
Don't you compare me to
******* I'm not like suck my d**k
Grrah I got issues
Think I'm a ***** then come see what this ***** do
You hop out the V and I promise I'll blitz you
If you not my nigga then why would I kiss you
Why would I kiss you
You crazy you stupid
Give you my heart like you better not lose it
**** on ya bro like this **** is amusin'
Word grrah
Jayripk saw the car yeah he should've fled
Grrah grrah
Now I'm back on my ******** on grrah
Catch a opp I empty out the full clip
Niggas be chattin' but don't ever do **** like
R-roll up a dead opp in a new spliff
Nigga nazzy yeah he shootin' nazzy
Mixin' the rippy with JB
Why the **** these niggas got me lazy grrah
TG chattin' got him scared
What we do on bro
Stop talkin' on notti you fool
5th to the sev y'all **** look cool
Hope I see them when I bend through
Yellin' notti gang when I'm in the booth grrah
Catch a six swept 'em with a broom
Like on bro like grrah
Sayin' you love me then show that
Old friends they watchin'
They sendin' me throwbacks
Soon as I make it they know I can't go back
I got feelings but I never show 'em
I don't talk about it I just smoke 'em
Goin' through **** I don't think I just go numb
Soon as I hop in the booth
I'ma go numb grrah
Catch a six swept 'em with a broom *****
All these niggas they mad
'Cause I'm up 'cause I'm up
Like **** it it's up and it's stuck
Youssef a ***** he got shot in the back
Keep talkin' on notti I'ma send ya a*s up
Totin' the 30 why the ****
Would I lack why would I lack
Mr leave-a-nigga-on-his-back
Thr-throw shots pass off get low from the scene
Lil' ddot gon' turn on his beam grrah
I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother grrah
I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother
That's word to my mother
That's word to my mother
That's word to my mother