GEORGIA (feat. Kalan.FrFr)

Ridin' in a foreign

Ridin' in a foreign

Yeah, yeah

It's 9 AM in Georgia

Rainin' outside, it's pourin'

In my hotel room, layin' down watchin' Law & Order

About you, I can't stop thinkin'

I hate that we ain't speakin'

Say it ain't no point in love

Let me give you a reason

You say I ain't give enough

I gave you more than needed

And you said your heart broken up

I'll pick back up the pieces

Don't want no hoes backstage

Told bronem' they could keep 'em

In my mind, I can't let you go

Just thought I should let you know

I give you the world, baby, I'ma die 'bout ya

Any diamond, any pearl, it ain't shit to my pockets

Get you that new bag, the Chanel with gold lockets

Don't give a fuck about no tag, if you need it, I got ya

Anything you want, swear to God, I got ya

Any day of the month, hit my line, I got ya

Cut them **** off, I'm what you need, I got ya

Ain't no movin' on, it's you and me, I got ya

We should be toge-gether, that's what yo' mom say

No one look better, not even Beyoncé

Stand by my side, don't ever cross me

I'ma put you in the finest, never Target

She make me better, better

So special, special

Act like an angel, inside she a devil

Physically in love, I can't get you off my mental

Man of my word till I get you, never settle

I give you the world, baby, I'ma die 'bout ya

Any diamond, any pearl, it ain't shit to my pockets

Get you that new bag, the Chanel with gold lockets

Don't give a fuck about no tag, if you need it, I got ya

Anything you want, swear to God, I got ya

Any day of the month, hit my line, I got ya

Cut them **** off, I'm what you need, I got ya

Ain't no movin' on, it's you and me, I got ya

Woah, woah

Who you want? More than me?

Who I want? More than you?

I know these **** corny too, I know these **** borin' to you

Yeah, you know I got you

Who drove out in the rain and brought that foreign to you?

Yeah, you know I got you

Wet up all yo' chains, now it's pourin' on you

Yeah, you know I got you

Throw up all this change, now it's pourin' on you

Woah, shake it

Ooh, shake it, ooh

You got this love that make me crazy

You don't text me back, I'm shootin' up the club

Ooh, Chanel, you know I bought you that

Mixin' Heron Preston with Amiri, girl, who taught you that?

Girl, you look so sexy in the mirror, you keep shakin' that

Cartier your bracelet & your earrin', I get paid for that

If they try you, I'ma let it spin, this choppa made for that

I give you the world, baby, I'ma die 'bout ya

Any diamond, any pearl, it ain't shit to my pockets

Get you that new bag, the Chanel with gold lockets

Don't give a fuck about no tag, if you need it, I got ya

Anything you want, swear to God, I got ya

Any day of the month, hit my line, I got ya

Cut them **** off, I'm what you need, I got ya

Ain't no movin' on, it's you and me, I got ya