Yeah
Okay, okay
Yeah
Habibti
Why is you sayin' you don't need me?
Why is your ex keep calling?
Why is he trying? He never could be me
Don't need a bitch to complete me
She tryna f*ck in my truck
Y'all bitches messy as f*ck
Y'all got your head in a beanie
I wish they would but I'm gon' need a genie
My bitches bad and they attitude meanie
I link with your girls and they drinking martinis
They walking around and they got on bikinis
Lobster and pasta, we get fettuccine
She want it to go, so we order linguine
She not for the team, they callin' me greedy
I'm back with a ting, she call me habibi
Yeah
Back on the campus and now they don't know how to act
No one around me been holding me back
I'm hitting up Gav, I told him to
Gav, turn this shit up
Now I got boofy, he runnin' it back
He told me these women they got too attached
They say all they want but they still got my tat, they still got my
She wanna f*ck with me
Capiche, I mean it
Just for the company
Baby's a demon
She calling me habibi
Baby believes in me
In me
Gotta be next
Working too hard to be always in debt
I learned a lot from my job as a chef
Don't cater to nobody not cutting checks
I got alcohol on my breathe
Bottles on bottles on deck
Don't talk to me, out of respect
'Less you a model or got some connections that's talking investments
Then get the f*ck out of my section
On the climb to success
Not gonna stop 'til my mom on a jet
God lifted the weight off my shoulder, went straight to the jeweler
I swear it's a lot on my neck
Pardon my French
All of my diamonds baguettes
I wrote this rhyme in the future then went back in time
To when I ain't have shit just to flex (Ooooh)
This a whole ass vibe
Hoe, don't blow my high
Mans tried to throw hands on the dance floor last night
Thank God I made it back home alright
In the Uber, dozed off twice
Rolled couple times 'round the block like dice
Don't run up my check while I close my eyes
I be chopping up samples but hoe don't try shit with me
Capiche, I mean it
Just for the company
Baby's a demon
She calling me habibi
Baby believes in me
In me
Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
Nuki
D-D-Desro
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Yeah
Okay, okay
Yeah
Habibti
Why is you sayin' you don't need me?
Why is your ex keep calling?
Why is he trying? He never could be me
Don't need a bitch to complete me
She tryna f*ck in my truck
Y'all bitches messy as f*ck
Y'all got your head in a beanie
I wish they would but I'm gon' need a genie
My bitches bad and they attitude meanie
I link with your girls and they drinking martinis
They walking around and they got on bikinis
Lobster and pasta, we get fettuccine
She want it to go, so we order linguine
She not for the team, they callin' me greedy
I'm back with a ting, she call me habibi
Yeah
Back on the campus and now they don't know how to act
No one around me been holding me back
I'm hitting up Gav, I told him to
Gav, turn this shit up
Now I got boofy, he runnin' it back
He told me these women they got too attached
They say all they want but they still got my tat, they still got my
She wanna f*ck with me
Capiche, I mean it
Just for the company
Baby's a demon
She calling me habibi
Baby believes in me
In me
Gotta be next
Working too hard to be always in debt
I learned a lot from my job as a chef
Don't cater to nobody not cutting checks
I got alcohol on my breathe
Bottles on bottles on deck
Don't talk to me, out of respect
'Less you a model or got some connections that's talking investments
Then get the f*ck out of my section
On the climb to success
Not gonna stop 'til my mom on a jet
God lifted the weight off my shoulder, went straight to the jeweler
I swear it's a lot on my neck
Pardon my French
All of my diamonds baguettes
I wrote this rhyme in the future then went back in time
To when I ain't have shit just to flex (Ooooh)
This a whole ass vibe
Hoe, don't blow my high
Mans tried to throw hands on the dance floor last night
Thank God I made it back home alright
In the Uber, dozed off twice
Rolled couple times 'round the block like dice
Don't run up my check while I close my eyes
I be chopping up samples but hoe don't try shit with me
Capiche, I mean it
Just for the company
Baby's a demon
She calling me habibi
Baby believes in me
In me
Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
Nuki
D-D-Desro
Okay, okay
Yeah
Habibti
Why is you sayin' you don't need me?
Why is your ex keep calling?
Why is he trying? He never could be me
Don't need a bitch to complete me
She tryna f*ck in my truck
Y'all bitches messy as f*ck
Y'all got your head in a beanie
I wish they would but I'm gon' need a genie
My bitches bad and they attitude meanie
I link with your girls and they drinking martinis
They walking around and they got on bikinis
Lobster and pasta, we get fettuccine
She want it to go, so we order linguine
She not for the team, they callin' me greedy
I'm back with a ting, she call me habibi
Yeah
Back on the campus and now they don't know how to act
No one around me been holding me back
I'm hitting up Gav, I told him to
Gav, turn this shit up
Now I got boofy, he runnin' it back
He told me these women they got too attached
They say all they want but they still got my tat, they still got my
She wanna f*ck with me
Capiche, I mean it
Just for the company
Baby's a demon
She calling me habibi
Baby believes in me
In me
Gotta be next
Working too hard to be always in debt
I learned a lot from my job as a chef
Don't cater to nobody not cutting checks
I got alcohol on my breathe
Bottles on bottles on deck
Don't talk to me, out of respect
'Less you a model or got some connections that's talking investments
Then get the f*ck out of my section
On the climb to success
Not gonna stop 'til my mom on a jet
God lifted the weight off my shoulder, went straight to the jeweler
I swear it's a lot on my neck
Pardon my French
All of my diamonds baguettes
I wrote this rhyme in the future then went back in time
To when I ain't have shit just to flex (Ooooh)
This a whole ass vibe
Hoe, don't blow my high
Mans tried to throw hands on the dance floor last night
Thank God I made it back home alright
In the Uber, dozed off twice
Rolled couple times 'round the block like dice
Don't run up my check while I close my eyes
I be chopping up samples but hoe don't try shit with me
Capiche, I mean it
Just for the company
Baby's a demon
She calling me habibi
Baby believes in me
In me
Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
Nuki
D-D-Desro
Writer: Danny Hatem, Steven Soto
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid