Brennan Savage - CATCH UP

[Intro]
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh

[Verse 1]
I hit your phone to see if you awake (Yeah)
I got plans and they all gotta get made
I'm eatin' good steaks on the plate
Got a house in the hills, need a place by the lake (I do, I do)
I made some racks up overseas and brought them on the plane
You got the key to my heart and the key to my safe
I know you got that cold baby keep that in your brain
And if you tell your soul then you gonna feel some pain (Some pain)
I'm walking in the rain I like to be alone, cause I like to go insane
I don't pick up the phone cause I don't fuck with thеse lames
I only trust my momma and my pops and my gang (And my gang)
My whip is hard to change (Wroom), my chain go Johnny Dang (Bling)
My еx real mad but we ain't gonna say her name
Yeah, my new bitch rich that's my twin (That's my twin)
And she pray for me cause I love to sin (I love to sin)

[Bridge]
You can love me up yeah I've been through hell (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You could ask around yeah my name ring bell (Ding-ding-ding)
We don't need to keep it clean when I put 'em on the shelf
'Cause the Smith and Wesson don't leave shells
[Chorus]
Catch me if u can cause I'm slidin' in that Lamb'
I got it drum like a band and I'm counting rubber bands
I'ma see you at the show, yeah I put you on a list
I know all your friends are hoes it is what it is
Fuck it, you know what, Bring them in, bring them in (Fuck it, fuck it)

[Verse 2]
Do they know our past
What did you tell them? (What?)
What did you lie about this time? (What?)
Do they know what you did?
Know how you be when you get drunk and high
But I could never judge you, I could only love you
I would never put another bitch above you
Yeah, it's water under the bridge
Yeah, I'm taking that to the dirt
I got Chrome on my belt and Margiela on my shirt
Check my fit, check my fit
Check my fit, check my fit
Take my pic, take my pic
Take my pic, baby, please take my pic

[Chorus]
Catch me if u can cause I'm slidin' in that Lamb'
I got it drum like a band and I'm counting rubber bands
I'ma see you at the show yeah, I put you on a list
I know all your friends are hoes it is what it is
Fuck it you know what, Bring them in, bring 'em

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