Chewing Gum Lyrics

My dog, Rico [?]
Grill on froze [?] come up
You heard me?
Grill, gr-gr-grill
Grill on froze

Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me

Switchin' up your style, but you've waited too long
Funny until now so it's wrong
Basing yourself, and racing yourself in the name of truth
What's true?

Brother, baby, we've seen it all
And we're tired, so what you want from me?
Grill on froze

Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin for the truth, for the truth, lookin for the truth, for the truth
Tell me what you want from me

Nothing can replace me if you're not taking my lead
Better to be broken than in need, uh

Brother, baby, we've seen it all
And we're tired, uh, so what you want from me?

Tell me what you want from me
What you want from me baby
Tell me what you want from me (Grill on froze)
Tell me what you want from me (Want from me)
Tell me what you want from me (?)

Lookin' for the truth, for the job
Blowing like the time, word of mouth
Shawty told me that this world is ours
Selfish with that pussy like it's mine
Peppermint, double-mint, spearmint, type of shit
She the type of chick to get right on the dick
Ride on the dick, with no license and shit
No relatives, sentimental
It's detrimental, still compared to this relevance
She the type of chick to get right on the dick
Ride on the dick, with no license and shit
Back and forth, wall to wall, usin' jaw
Losin' drawers in the sauce, now
On the clock, never off
That pussy got, won't let her off, and it's all good
Shout out my ex, though, she was the best, though
Got on my damn nerves, hella fresh, though
I bought that Guess shirt, she had that mesh shirt
I turned it to a sweatshirt, throw on that sweatshirt
She fuck with Earl, too, she fuck with girls, too, I fuck with her too
Tell her quit the chattin', jaws made for chewin'
If you fuckin' with me, bet you know what you're doin', like

([?], Get the [?], Grill on froze, [?], before they kill me, you heard me?)
Pep talk, I like the dirty, dirty, the little, beat it, beat it
Tell her [?] a whole lot of shit
She'ill never get it [?]
You know will let me hit
[?] nigga bitch, he is very slick
A millionaire bitch [?]
The whole mogul rich nigga
Pretty hate, I got choppas call me pretty Drake