Got Me Bent Lyrics – Guapdad 4000
Man, this *** got me weirdly bent
Niggas got me bent, straddling the fence
That’s what yo ass get for not making sense
Later ***
I can’t necessarily get excited if it ain’t make me rich
Sit back, watching niggas cap on my patient ***
They like, dang! Where you get all that game?
Born and raised in it
I ain’t even really scratched the surface, barely grazing it
If it’s funk, pull up at yo door
*** we catering
Countin bread in between her legs, while she play with it
I was getting glorious gawk-gawk from a Gloria
Too many drunken nights at the Waldorf Historia
Pull them to the side
The *** was from Victoria
*** give me drive for the future like DeLorean’s
Dreaming of dating Zendaya
Watching Euphoria
We both from The Town, its levels she many stories up
Way too horny of a Warrior, I’m a Whoreior
Niggas copy what I did but always do it cornier
Cartier’s on my cornea
I’m not a normie bruh
*** wanna hold me back
Never wanna hold me up
Texting G.O.A.T.’s like
Ain’t no *** way he know me bruh
What the *** he say?
Matter fact, he trying to *** me bruh
I can’t let them get put me in my feelings
Throwing stone me up
Stone Island coat
Stone Cold stunner on a ***
I was rock hard getting sucked
At my ops candle light
No shame it was fun
They say, keep yo enemies close to the front
So I found every zero, now I’ll always be the one
Niggas got me bent, straddling the fence
That’s what yo ass get for not making sense
Later ***
I can’t necessarily get excited if it ain’t make me rich
Sit back, watching niggas cap on my patient ***
They like, dang! Where you get all that game?
Born and raised in it
I ain’t even really scratched the surface, barely grazing it
If it’s funk, pull up at yo door
*** we catering
Countin bread in between her legs, while she play with it
She a Wilhelmina model
I took that *** to Popeyes
She a rich ***
But I’m still gone feed her hot fries
Most these rappers chicken
I’m ready with the pot pies
I knew I took his chick
The key is that we locked eyes
I’m ready for whatever, like white women up in Clueless
The flow ain’t have no tutor, so you know the *** is stupid
All my niggas *** off the love, like they Cupid
All yo niggas young but they ain’t thug, so what you doing?
***!
I’m in Bape from 2008
9:15, all my money straight
I’m feeling myself, don’t got to ***
I’m eating, I won’t pass the plate
Since my Grandma passed away
I been on these hoes
Just like birth control
Yeah, that *** fire but it isn’t worth a Birkin though
Niggas switching sides
I-D-K which one they working for
Niggas wanna play until the mother *** curtain close
I been paying all homage to my OG’s
Said she likes to smoke but she can’t really roll ***
When she licks me up, she on both knees
When I catch her out I’m like ***, please!
Niggas got me bent, straddling the fence
That’s what yo ass get for not making sense
Later ***
I can’t necessarily get excited if it ain’t make me rich
Sit back, watching niggas cap on my patient ***
They like, dang! Where you get all that game?
Born and raised in it
I ain’t even really scratched the surface, barely grazing it
If it’s funk, pull up at yo door
*** we catering
Counting bread in between her legs, while she play with it
