Got U

Fendi, Versace, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Prada And all of the finer things just know that I gotcha I'll spend a million on your back even though you got a million in your bag Let me wake you up with a Starbucks Foreign whip to Lafayette's for breakfast You always wanna go out so let's go out I got a driver for us she'll take you anywhere Hit the airport one way so long to last year Get smoked out on the beach then just layout With all this cash you ain't never gotta worry about a thing Just copped his & her iPhones and a tiffany's engagement ring Spent over 20 million pesos on a new house this spring And the best part you ain't gotta pack nothing Fendi, Versace, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Prada Chanel And all of the finer things just know that I gotcha I'll spend a million on your back Even though you got a million in your bag I wanna show you off I wanna sit back and brag to all the other bitches Cause they jealous Cause I got you, I got you, I got you, yeah Let me spoil you Let me show you Let me flex all over, flex all over you Hop in the Lambos You driving with me slow Your turning everybody's head no matter where we roll I knew I had a bad one from the gecko Even before the money Before these sunny days Scraping by together Nothing but light checks I share these millions cause you're nothing like the rest Nothing like these other hoes out here Handbags, all the diamonds, and the rings Three condos, two mansions, and a handful of properties Fendi, Versace, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Prada Chanel And all of the finer things just know that I gotcha I'll spend a million on your back Even though you got a million in your bag I wanna show you off I wanna sit back and brag To all the other bitches cause they jealous Cause I got you, I got you, I got you, yeah