24 Hours (feat. Lil Durk)

How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?

Seven days a week, I wanna

Baby, when I see you, I'ma

These bitches always want somethin' from me

It's way different everytime it's me and you

You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money

Baby, let me freeze you

I said, "Get your pretty ass right here, 'cause I miss you"

Get up in your bag, ass fat, Gucci swimsuit

Know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house

And you keep on thinkin' how these other **** did you

You don't even wanna call my line

Turned sherm 'cause you said, "I wanna fuck all day"

Saint Laurent on but I'm a Louis wearin' ass ****

Burned True Religions, been slumped Balmains

Singin' **** but I will get you rolled on

Don't make my **** feel a way, ain't hurt no one in so long

They wanna off me

But I got so much money, if I react, they'll say I'm so wrong

You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money

Baby, slide by

Don't you play with me, I wanna see you

How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?

Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you

Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two

Seven days a week, I wanna see you

How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?

Five hundred thousand dollar car when I pleased you

Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two

I be tellin' you all the things I wanna do to you

Kissin' on the inside of your thighs, got you swimmin' pool

Lickin' every hole on your body, got you shakin' too

Like when you in control of the bed, look what you make me do

Kiss me, lick me, hug me, fuck me while I

Get the Maybach truck, she said, "It's ugly, but I'll try"

Tell you, "I love you" before I take off, ain't no Wi-Fi

Soon as I land, I check my texts and the reply

The trenches, I love you, ain't got no bitches

Let's get it, got a real **** in they feelings

I'm healin', I just wanna see you, I ain't really with the distance

Wanna lick between all your toes not to mention

I seen her with her wig off, she comfortable

I never cared about your past or who was fuckin' you

And I know that shit forever when I'm touchin' you

Put my daughter in your stomach at the W

I wanna see you

How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?

Five hundred thousand dollar car when I pleased you

Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two

Seven days a week, I wanna see you

How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?

Five hundred thousand dollar car when I pleased you

Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two

Seven days a week, I wanna

Mm-hmm-mm

You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money

Baby, what's up?

I just want you to know

You don't even wanna call me "Artist" no more

That type of bitch that can't nobody afford

Gettin' money, that type of time she be on

What's up?

You know I'm ballin' but I miss ya