Heartbreak Weekends by Caine Casanova Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Liquored up in a glass jar
Satin funk in the background
Lure through the back door
A rap star's about to completely latch on
Or hop off, the only one who could last long
And my last thought
Was fuck it go and surpass all
You’d never come to me
Like how badly you wanted you me
I hate you bitch
Hoping you see me blow up and it makes you sick
Bitch it's time to grow up
Now I'm 22, I was 18 when I fell for you
I got caught up inside in my past
Stumbled back and ran into you
Like a dumbass, I saw pussy and thought
You’re only mine, started talking to it
And giving it every dime
Buying sex dice, getting freaker every time
Fell in love, and stuck and nearly died
I almost hung myself because of you
And I ain't tryna blame you for the shit
That was bound to do
But our love was too fucking cruel
[Chorus]
Shooting stars, Lord knows I'm a big shot
Talk to me, nice and slow
When I'm pissed off
Everything looks glossy, when yo lips pop
Girl, I'm high as fuck
Fucking, moaning, breathe on me
I love it when you squeeze on me, gently
Pussy's a drug
Dumb ass hell you don't think pussy's a drug
[Verse 2]
Somebody’s voice blew lower
The lid flew off of my pen
The whispers flow through the wind
As I concentrate on my sins
Maybe I’ll write you again
And try harder to get a response
With the urge to play on
And fuck each table up at restaurants
Got the waitress involved
And this bitch doesn't belong
Maybe EuRonda did wrong?
There’s no getting through to her son
His big brother is gone
But yet God don't mean him no harm
Shot and killed in a war
That they had no business upon
There's a war in these streets
And you part of it ain't you
You be fucking that scandalous hoe
Caught you with her, that ain’t you?
Nigga tell me the truth
You really fucking this bitch?
You gon sit there and dig her out
While run through your crib
Didn't she have some lil niggas
Run up at and shoot at yo whip
Shattered the mother fucking windshield
Had glass stuck into ya kid
The hood's too friendly for you
They let you pass with that shit
Fuck the block I'll beat yo ass
Until you gain some more sense, nigga
[Chorus]
Shooting stars, Lord knows I'm a big shot
Talk to me, nice and slow
When I'm pissed off
Everything looks glossy, when yo lips pop
Girl, I'm high as fuck
Fucking, moaning, breathe on me
I love it when you squeeze on me, gently
Pussy's a drug
Dumb ass hell you don't think pussy's a drug
[Verse 3]
Once upon a time
There was an itty bitty kid
Who placed himself irrelevant
With fear of what he did
Or in fear of what he might do
'Cause ain't no telling what he finna do
'Cause of mother fuckers like you
This bitch don't want you
But don't want you loving someone else
'Cause she don't want them bitches
Feeling how you made her felt
You're so romantic
You gon show it to them other hoes
She entertains you 'cause of fear
That you gon let her go
She know yo childhood
She seen the life you had before
You make her smile, hood
You know her like nobody knows
Her friend ain't really her friend
And it's starting to kill you both
You had her back to the end
And it irritates your soul
If I popped out with nine bitches how would you feel?
Try to back door my niggas gotta get killed
See you lied to me and I would never lie to you
The only one I trusted in this world
I wish I never knew
[Chorus]
Shooting stars, Lord knows I'm a big shot
Talk to me, nice and slow
When I'm pissed off
Everything looks glossy, when yo lips pop
Girl, I'm high as fuck
Fucking, moaning, breathe on me
I love it when you squeeze on me, gently
Pussy's a drug
Dumb ass hell you don't think pussy's a drug
Liquored up in a glass jar
Satin funk in the background
Lure through the back door
A rap star's about to completely latch on
Or hop off, the only one who could last long
And my last thought
Was fuck it go and surpass all
You’d never come to me
Like how badly you wanted you me
I hate you bitch
Hoping you see me blow up and it makes you sick
Bitch it's time to grow up
Now I'm 22, I was 18 when I fell for you
I got caught up inside in my past
Stumbled back and ran into you
Like a dumbass, I saw pussy and thought
You’re only mine, started talking to it
And giving it every dime
Buying sex dice, getting freaker every time
Fell in love, and stuck and nearly died
I almost hung myself because of you
And I ain't tryna blame you for the shit
That was bound to do
But our love was too fucking cruel
[Chorus]
Shooting stars, Lord knows I'm a big shot
Talk to me, nice and slow
When I'm pissed off
Everything looks glossy, when yo lips pop
Girl, I'm high as fuck
Fucking, moaning, breathe on me
I love it when you squeeze on me, gently
Pussy's a drug
Dumb ass hell you don't think pussy's a drug
[Verse 2]
Somebody’s voice blew lower
The lid flew off of my pen
The whispers flow through the wind
As I concentrate on my sins
Maybe I’ll write you again
And try harder to get a response
With the urge to play on
And fuck each table up at restaurants
Got the waitress involved
And this bitch doesn't belong
Maybe EuRonda did wrong?
There’s no getting through to her son
His big brother is gone
But yet God don't mean him no harm
Shot and killed in a war
That they had no business upon
There's a war in these streets
And you part of it ain't you
You be fucking that scandalous hoe
Caught you with her, that ain’t you?
Nigga tell me the truth
You really fucking this bitch?
You gon sit there and dig her out
While run through your crib
Didn't she have some lil niggas
Run up at and shoot at yo whip
Shattered the mother fucking windshield
Had glass stuck into ya kid
The hood's too friendly for you
They let you pass with that shit
Fuck the block I'll beat yo ass
Until you gain some more sense, nigga
[Chorus]
Shooting stars, Lord knows I'm a big shot
Talk to me, nice and slow
When I'm pissed off
Everything looks glossy, when yo lips pop
Girl, I'm high as fuck
Fucking, moaning, breathe on me
I love it when you squeeze on me, gently
Pussy's a drug
Dumb ass hell you don't think pussy's a drug
[Verse 3]
Once upon a time
There was an itty bitty kid
Who placed himself irrelevant
With fear of what he did
Or in fear of what he might do
'Cause ain't no telling what he finna do
'Cause of mother fuckers like you
This bitch don't want you
But don't want you loving someone else
'Cause she don't want them bitches
Feeling how you made her felt
You're so romantic
You gon show it to them other hoes
She entertains you 'cause of fear
That you gon let her go
She know yo childhood
She seen the life you had before
You make her smile, hood
You know her like nobody knows
Her friend ain't really her friend
And it's starting to kill you both
You had her back to the end
And it irritates your soul
If I popped out with nine bitches how would you feel?
Try to back door my niggas gotta get killed
See you lied to me and I would never lie to you
The only one I trusted in this world
I wish I never knew
[Chorus]
Shooting stars, Lord knows I'm a big shot
Talk to me, nice and slow
When I'm pissed off
Everything looks glossy, when yo lips pop
Girl, I'm high as fuck
Fucking, moaning, breathe on me
I love it when you squeeze on me, gently
Pussy's a drug
Dumb ass hell you don't think pussy's a drug