Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Met In LA, artist - Toosii. Date of issue: 28.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Met In LA |
| So, lemme just get a feel for it first |
| And there we go |
| We gon' go crazy |
| (Ayy, it’s on the track, boy) |
| Ayy, uh |
| Met her in LA, flew her out the state |
| Tryna make her my out of state bae |
| And I ain’t buy you Prada yet, but I’m proud of you, bae |
| Tell the truth, I won’t lie to you, bae |
| Set the world on fire for you, bae |
| And I treat you like my homie 'cause I’d die for you, bae |
| Oh, know them bags ain’t enough |
| And just 'cause he got a bag don’t mean that he tough |
| You know I ain’t gotta beg, I see that he bluff |
| I put my dick between your legs, I have you creaming and stuff |
| I ain’t do shit, I ain’t like them, so what you leaving me for? |
| Tell me, is it dick the only thing you needing me for? |
| Tell me pack my shit, want me to go, but I won’t leave out the door |
| I’ll stick around, just say you need me for more |
| And they say love hurt |
| If nobody been loved, I’m tryna be loved first |
| My first love was an SRT |
| First day we met, I got no love, treated me like a refugee |
| Play wrong, he gon' rest in peace |
| Tired, I ain’t get no sleep |
| Standing inside his bushes, I’m tired, I been on my feet |
| But you the only one I told and that’s a fact |
| Just promise if he die that you gon' always have my back |
| Cut 'em off and stare at the crime scene |
| I’m smart but that’s a time thing |
| 'Cause time after time I been played |
| And that’s why you remind me |
| That I can never be lost in the sauce, I’m a boss |
| And everything was a lesson, from that loss, I gained it all |
| Met her in LA, flew her out the state |
| Tryna make her my out of state bae |
| And I ain’t buy you Prada yet, but I’m proud of you, bae |
| Tell the truth, I won’t lie to you, bae |
| Set the world on fire for you, bae |
| And I treat you like my homie 'cause I’d die for you, bae |
| Oh, know them bags ain’t enough |
| And just 'cause he got a bag don’t mean that he tough |
| You know I ain’t gotta beg, I see that he bluff |
| I put my dick between your legs, I have you creaming and stuff |
| I ain’t do shit, I ain’t like them, so what you leaving me for? |
| Tell me, is it dick the only thing you needing me for? |
| Tell me pack my shit, want me to go, but I won’t leave out the door |
| I’ll stick around, just say you need me for more |
| And they say love hurt |
| If nobody been loved, I’m tryna be loved first |
| That’s why you remind me |
| That I can never be lost in the sauce, I’m a boss |
| And everything was a lesson, from that loss, I gained it all |