Fell in Love - SHORELINE MAFIA, fenix flexin

I fell in love with the money, fell in love with the drugs

I fell in love with the drank, guess I’m stuck in the mud

She a freak and she know it, that bitch stuck in the club

If this rap don’t work, I’m running off on the plug

I can’t see you pussy niggas through these Cartis, ayy

We done brought the pistols in the party

We done brought the choppers like a Harley

I been eating steak and calamari

I been with these hoes in these hotels

Weighin' up some molly on a dope scale

We don’t pour no fours, we need the whole seal

I don’t trust these bitches 'cause they gon' tell

Tell my nigga Frankie bring the blues in

She gon' pop a thirty, bring the mood in

I ain’t trippin' 'bout no niggas, I be coolin'

Glock on my hip, leave the toughest nigga droolin'

I fell in love with the drugs

I fell in love with the plug

I fell in love with the mud

I put a bitch in some Fendi, make her beg for me

She ain’t got a thing except some head for me

I don’t fuck with other niggas 'less it’s bread for me

Play with us, we gon' give your ass a dead homie

I take her home, beat her down, make her spread for me

And she supposed to be your bitch, nigga

I don’t diss niggas, I’m a rich nigga

But you the type to go and cry about a bitch, nigga

Go ahead and touch me, that’s a bad move

We’ll go and shoot your partner out his tattoos

Spent eight bands on the 'fit like it’s regular

The only thing I got is money on my schedule

I’ma turn a broke bitch to a rich bitch

I’ma turn a college girl to a freak ho

I get money even when I’m in my sleep, nigga

Cross that line, I’ma shoot it like a free throw

I fell in love with the drugs

I fell in love with the plug

I fell in love with the mud