Publicity lyrics
by Biv
That's bad publicity
Advise you never f*ck with me
Until they find the company
These f*ckas breeding constantly
I really wish you wouldn't be
Stuck inside the Louis V
I feel you getting sick of me
Numbers all they want from me
Numbers all they want from me
Stuck inside the Louis V
I feel you getting sick of me
Numbers all they want from me
King of my dead
Fled to my head
I did everything they said
I did everything they said
King of my dead
Fled to my head
I did everything they said
I did everything they said
Darling please
I been cornered to my knees
I been cutting what I breathe
I'm supposed to be at peace
Everything you need
Never mind the things you speak
It's a problem when you leave
I can't keep away from me
I can't keep away from me
Everything you need
Never mind the things you speak
It's a problem when you leave
Problem when you leave
So it's like that
Keep like that
I burn stacks
No Recap
You Keep that
Who need that
Who need that
Who need that
That's bad publicity
Advise you never f*ck with me
Until they find the company
These f*ckas breeding constantly
I really wish you wouldn't be
Stuck inside the Louis V
I feel you getting sick of me
Numbers all they want from me
Numbers all they want from me
Stuck inside the Louis V
I feel you getting sick of me
Numbers all they want from me
Numbers all they want from me