Digital - Dummie 4 Love Lyrics

I got tinted windows I got angels in my backseat
Iced out Jesus piece can tell that he been wit me
Opps gotta stay inside wit crackheads open Whitney
We brought out .45s bald heads Jordan, Brittany
I've been moving quiet she been trynna get us floor seats
Hope she could get off of that
She been wanting more of me
I ain't new to feelings most these bad hoes they adore me
She wanna drop a bag
She wanna drop a bag aye
I'm like just tell me what you want
I'm like just tell me what you want
I'm like just tell me what you want
I'm like just tell me what you want
F*ck the check up she thought the cashier made a mistake
Bad bitch wanna get clout she do the intro to the mixtape
I've been on my feet running up a check till my back ache
She been checking my pockets trynna see what I make
I'm like just tell me what you want
I'm like just tell me what you want
I'm like just tell me what you want
I'm like just tell me what you want
Chain drip out an expensive sip of D'usse
That bitch staying loyal she gon do just what the crew say
Heard that boy he pussy do whatever what his dudes say
Heard he tried to f*ck the check up but it's too late
Cause wherever he shop at we hit it first
N***** follow trends
It don't matter if the opps inside they gon let me in
It don't matter if she cuffed or not she gon let me in
It don't matter if bro pull up or not got a set of twins
I ain't never talked about my business n***** talk too much
My girl she just boujee she want a chauffeur she don't walk too much
Who told you we was pussy that was cap we be walking up
What happened to these bags that y'all was getting y'all be chalking up
What happened to the real why we let the fake take over
Hooping on these n***** I feel like I caught a take over
His right hand man gon fold under pressure he gon lay over
His girl gon claim she loyal but she know just when she came over