歌詞

I ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch I tell her to know her place, or she gotta go It is what it is I got a hundred thousand dollars on my wrist (my wrist) I dropped ten thousand dollars on a fit (on a fit) A couple million in the bank, I'm the shit (huh) I got hoes taking turns on my dick (ooh, shit) She thinkin' I'm lovin' on her I'm just lovin' on her throat (yeah, yeah, yeah) I can't trip up off no bitch, I did that shit back on my ghost I make sure she know her place (yeah) And if she don't, she gotta go (yeah) She gotta keep it on the low, I'm goin' ghost her on the post I'm too rich, no, I can't stress about a bitch (oh, oh) Don't miss my ex, go tell that bitch to suck my dick, yeah (oh, oh) I changed her life, she just was livin' off the week, yeah She on the blogs, I got to keep her out my mix (yes, so) I'm fucking and you fucking too, I say, so? A ho gon' be a ho, just not my ho (just not my ho) I'm fuckin' and you fuckin' too, I say, so? (hmm) A ho gon' be a ho, just not my ho (yes, so?) Can't put my feelings in this bitch, I just smash her (huh, huh) Take her home and I hit her with that diamond (woo) She with my dawg, fuckin' right, I'ma pass her (uh-huh) Can't trust a ho, I don't put shit past her Who you calling a ho? You know you miss me Dumbass (Bboy drippin' that sauce) Ho (hmm), I got feelings for you 'Bout my business for you, kill a witness for you (okay) Ho, huh, I got feelings for you 'Bout my business for you (yeah) Get them digits for you (okay) Hmm, hmm (yeah) I got feelings for you, yeah I got feelings for you (uh, huh), I got feelings for you (oh, yeah) Hmm, yeah, I got feelings for you I got feelings for you, I got feelings for you (okay, yeah), hmm, hmm Got to keep your friends up out our business I think I love you, but I still keep it pimpin' I keep my pole when I roll like I'm fishin' I got some bros and they still in the trenches, huh How your Gucci comin'? (Huh), bounce like Easter bunny (huh) I'm gon' keep you runnin' (okay), hmm Fuck that Netflix I say, "Baby" (bih), "Come get your bed wet" Kill the pussy, hmm (brr) I say, "Why you chokin'" (uh) I'm a street nigga (street) Not the sidewalk (oah, woah), woah, woah-whoa I say woah, whoa, whoa (woah) Slow your roll, tryin', cuff me like them white folks (ooh) Huh (hmm), I got feelings for you 'Bout my business for you, kill a witness for you (okay, 'kay) Huh, huh, I got feelings for you 'Bout my business for you (yeah) Get them digits for you (okay) Hmm, hmm (yeah), I got feelings for you (okay) I got feelings for you (uh, huh), I got feelings for you (oh, yeah) Hmm, yeah, I got feelings for you (oh) I got feelings for you, I got feelings for you (okay, yeah) Fredo, can you take me shopping? I wanna go to my favorite stores, you know (Oh, yeah) Givenchy, Balenciaga Amiri (oh, yeah) Dior (Oh, yeah)
Writer(s): Fredrick Givens Ii, Almer Ament, Ruben Luntungan, Victor Ferreira, Hidde Ament, Brian Stewart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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