Receipts

I think I met that ****

in LA

And he just hit my line

just yesterday

and I ain’t even tryna

Throw no shade

excuse me

but I heard that you said

that you gave him your heart with no fee

and now he got a key living rent free

He got a different girl every week, he a slut, he a hoe and a freak

My man my man my man

that’s where you don’t understand

these **** for everybody

I can show you all the receipts

I can show you all the receipts

promise I’m not the enemy

these men belong to the streets

I give you my sympathy

but that dog might need a leash

You know that you my girl right ?

I’m tryna give you foresight

Keep it together get it right

Don’t let him spend another night

My man my man my man

that’s where you don’t understand

these **** for everybody

I can show you all the receipts

I can show you all the receipts