Treated lyrics
by Trinidad Cardona
[Verse 1: Dorian]
Waking up inside a shawty half drunk
I had a shot, a tad pumped
I just broke up with my honey, it’s a bad month
And money hungry mamis taking mad drugs
Right?
I might need a lift
Shawty in your pockets like lint for the rent
It doesn’t make sense they just sent for the cents
And these girls go crazy for n*ggas who ain’t sh*t
That’s all cool to me, it’s all gucci mane
I just play the field, I’m phil jackson
I don’t need a savvy jacket feel jackson
All my twenties tubman I don’t feel jackson
Flow game master whip, it’s still crackin’
Flow game orlando brown, it’s still crackin’
Pull up to the function, f*ck it what’s happening?
Hope they never catch you on the ave lackin’
Right?
[Hook: Trinidad Cardona]
Oooh
Hit my line if you feel mistreated
I can treat you right
Let me know if you really see it
Look into my eyes
Hit my line if you feel mistreated
I can treat you right
Let me know if you really see it
Look into my eyes
[Verse 2: Dorian]
So we got the finest shawtys, the fattest asses
This is Mr. D Colter truant classes
True in fact your wifey is an acrobatic, she got a very gymnastic mattress
Ahh
They been all up in my mentions, I don’t like it
Lately I had all my vices in a vicegrip
Mami gon’ gimmie neck like no ISIS
No lackin’ til mom in a new Chrysler
Crisis is this
I been off a whole damn zip and a fifth
Smellin’ like we toke cancer off sticks
Singing like a rockstar, popstar, icon, nikon
Taking photos, no h20 though
Y’all n*ggas hate? Cool I could use the promo
And if it’s Xanax, n*gga that’s a no no
You feel mistreated? Of course I know so
[Hook]
Hit my line if you feel mistreated
I can treat you right
Let me know if you really see it
Look into my eyes