[Lyric] Switching on Tardi (London Kees)

(Intro)

(Verse 1: London Kees)
Waited on you for so long
Too many days since January
Yeah, now all I have is birds in my sanctuary
They be saying that they love me
But they fans though
And I've been tryna stay clean, all your friends know
I even got a new team like Lorenzo
Yeah, purple rain
Got a new drink that be helping with the pain
Selfish once again, I kept it all the same
You ain’t gotta say it baby, I need to explain
But, I need to explain, but
Lately, I'm just

(Pre-Hook: Kevin Snow)
I'm just gone off the liquor
Sipping on elixirs
Getting stoned with my niggas like Versace on the mirror
Like Medusa’s on the mirror
Getting stoned with my niggas like
(Hook: London Kees)
Man, I've been sipping on Bacardi
Switching on Shatadi
Said "Bitch you wanna party?"
Let me know if it's official
Rock and rolling Sex Pistols
Let me give your ass a crystal
Talking pearl necklace
Man I got your girl reckless
She be sitting here shirtless
She be talking 'bout her purpose
But she don't know what hurt is
Shorty bout to work this
Yeah, shorty bout to hurt this
Shorty bout to work this

(Verse 2: London Kees)
Sure enough you'll be showing up
With your pony tucked, saying we should only fuck
Feeling that it's only right
The ceiling's got a lonely night-picture
Know I only get my best out when I’m witcha
Even got the pizza man, coming for that Instagram
I know you like the views
That’s the reason that you with me
Get you in the tub like Whitney
Bubble bath ting after crushing bed springs
Now I got you there soaking
And you be smoking something potent
Your toes in the air as I goes in your ear
Tryna tell you sweet somethings
But you never need nothing
Yeah, I got this weed from your cousin though
Which is more than what you bargained for
So tell me what you bugging for?
Tell me what he doesn't know
Baby tell me what he doesn’t know (He ain't gotta know)
(Hook: London Kees)
Man, I've been sipping on Bacardi
Switching on Shatadi
Said "Bitch you wanna party?"
Let me know if it's official
Rock and rolling Sex Pistols
Let me give your ass a crystal
Talking pearl necklace
Man I got your girl reckless
She be sitting here shirtless
She be talking ’bout her purpose
But she don't know what hurt is
Shorty bout to work this
Yeah, shorty bout to hurt this
Shorty bout to work this

(Outro: Muffled Dialogue)