Shordie Shordie - Moral to the story lyrics

Come to the trap, when you get the trap Ain’t no going back to telling on ni**as And ni**as b*tching, I know that .. brought you to the hood just to put you on game like a ceiling You shine like the light Arguments, wanna put up a fight I been driving a minute, them b*tches ain’t with it, they just wanna see you .. See, I had to clean around the coupe before I came, excuse The mess I made, I usually do not drive through Southern California, San Diego, Santa Barbara All the way to Mexico, feel like I drove the coast .. excite me I’m just keeping it real, had to do it .. Steady calling her baby, but she ain’t no baby, act like it, I’m getting you diapers Get to acting and bragging but you won’t go nowhere, you just wanna be on my line Told her hold up, I’m losing my line Give it back ’cause you losing my time, but it ain’t for no better or worse F**k a text, send a letter or word .. ‘fore you having money, I swear it was better at first, I’m lazy See, I had to clean around the coupe before I came, excuse The mess I made, I usually do not drive through Southern California, San Diego, Santa Barbara All the way to Mexico, feel like I drove the coast See, I had to clean around the coupe before I came, excuse The mess I made, I usually do not drive through Southern California, San Diego, Santa Barbara All the way to Mexico, you make me drive, oh Had to clean around the, before I came The mess I made, I, I do not try Southern California, San Diego, Santa Barbara (I’ma do it three times, I’ma do it three times) See, I had to clean around the coupe before I came The mess I made, this mess i made Found in California, San Diego, Santa Barbara All the way to Mexico, you really gotta go All the way to Mexico, you really gotta go