Close to Me lyrics

by

Styles P


[Intro]

[Chorus]
Close to me

[Verse]
Keep it G
I don't f*ck around
You could be around
And get f*cked, better buckle down
I don't need me a seatbelt n*gga
Get your car washed
I dont mean in detail n*gga
Ain't no soap involved
Just a scope involved
Yeah I'm real cool but you dont want my ghost involved
You said you hard but you acting like a female n*gga
Sold your soul so you sound like a retail n*gga
f*ck with me, extended clip like a email n*gga (nah)
I'm probably selling you n*gga juice
Came a long way from a 22 when a n*gga boot
Cool like that, so I guess my plan is (?)
Hammer close to me like whitе on rice
Or peanut butter n jеlly
Turn your brains in jelly
If you ever f*ck with me n*gga that's on life
Don't you ever cross ghost n*gga that's on Christ
Whatup!
[Chorus] X8
Close to me

[Verse]
Ain't playing against stone if I gotta close to me
You oughta leave me alone
Put a barrel on his air like a phone
Let him say his last prayer then I air out his dome
Whats the hardest out for a reason
You was hardest for just a season
Why you think these n*ggas is happy that I'm a vegan
The longer got a longlist of n*ggas that I'm leavin'
f*ck around and make a new list
Two guns up in a two seater lets do this
But I really prefer a knife
That's enormous sh*t, venomous sh*t
Ya n*ggas say you street but you sweeter than a cinnamon stick
When it's late night watch who you playin' Gremlins with
Whatup!
I tore sign when you in all black
If you ain't with the sh*t, chill n*gga you should fall back

[Chorus]
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