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Retch Affection




[Intro]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Hendrix goin' brazy, for real, uh
Huh, huh, yeah, I done gave all my affection
Hi-Tech, yeah it solve my depression
Let my guard down, yeah, I let you get my best side, huh
Let you take my heart up on a test-

[Chorus]
Ayy, tried to give you all my affection, yeah
Hi-Tech, yeah it solve my depression
Let my guard down, yeah, I let you get my best side, huh
Let you take my heart up on a test drive, yeah
I'ma pull up 'Rari, not no Tesla, huh
Be on Xannies but it's hard to forget you
Sick of pussy niggas talkin' like they tough guys
Then why you never slide when your friends die? Huh, yeah
I'ma sip the drink, sittin' courtside, huh, yeah
Spent a lot of money payin' court fines, huh, yeah
Flight to Puerto Rico, yeah, that's more vibes, hey
Can't believe they really think the score tied, hey
I rock all designer shit for fun now
Niggas dyin' so it's hard to put the gun down, huh, yeah
I was really trappin' after sundown
On the block where even locals never come down, huh

[Verse]
f..ck a broad, I done got my chips up, hey
I'ma put my moms in a Benz truck, yeah
I'ma let my son pick the whips out, hey
Grandma got a mansion and she dripped out, huh, damn
I could never argue with a bitch now, yeah
Treat you like a car, you get switched out, hey, yeah
Wock' in my creme soda, gotta piss now, hey
But I'm f..ckin' lost, nigga took the script now, hey hey
Bitches from the TV on my dick now, hey hey
Can't post up the same way on the strip now
But it's same and it's nothin' bring them sticks out
Couple hundred up, we'll still bring the grips up

[Chorus]
Ayy, tried to give you all my affection, yeah
Hi-Tech, yeah it solve my depression
Let my guard down, yeah, I let you get my best side, huh
Let you take my heart up on a test drive, yeah
I'ma pull up 'Rari, not no Tesla, huh
Be on Xannies but it's hard to forget you
Sick of pussy niggas talkin' like they tough guys
Then why you never slide when your friends die? Huh, yeah
I'ma sip the drink, sittin' courtside, huh, yeah
Spent a lot of money payin' court fines, huh, yeah
Flight to Puerto Rico, yeah, that's more vibes, hey
Can't believe they really think the score tied, hey
I rock all designer shit for fun now
Niggas dyin' so it's hard to put the gun down, huh, yeah
I was really trappin' after sundown
On the block where even locals never come down

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