Verse
Yeah, two phones on me, one for the business and one for the sex (Yeah)
Walk in the bank and I throw up my set
I won't say it again, bitch, you heard what I said (Ha)
I feel like Kanye, I got too many people that's layin' with me in my bed (Ha)
I feel like Beyoncé, I got too many people that's slidin' for me like a sled (Ha)
I moved out the trap, dawg (Yeah)
I'm with the niggas that helped with me when they knew I needed a bed
I keep me a strap, dawg (Yeah)
I got some shit I been thinking, I cannot delete out my head
I'm sippin' on Hen', dawg
I know I texted you something, I wish I delete what I said
And I hate my opps, dawg, I got some people that's wantin' me dead, they compete for my head
And I turn my phone off (Yeah), I just gave her the dick now she fiendin' for me (F*ck)
Tell me the secrets you keepin' from me (F*ck)
I tried to be who you needed to be (F*ck)
Admit to yourself, all you needed was me (Yeah)
You f*cked me up, girl, you took pieces of me (Yeah)
I be f*ckin' these hoes, I be thinking of you (Yeah)
I just gave you one too many reasons to leave (Yeah, yeah)
You was playing your cards, I was following suit
All on my spam account, following you
I know I'm going way harder than you
And my new bitch is way badder than you, all the feelings I had didn't matter to you
I got some Mason Margiela on me, I been stackin' my money way taller than you
I put you onto everything you knew, I been feelin' like I was a father to you
You certainly was a mother to me
You was there when I knew that you wasn't for me
And my mother said that you wasn't for me
You was only a primary lover to me
I'ma do what I want, I'ma say what I want
'Cause I'm knowing nobody is f*ckin' with me (Yeah-yeah)
I got niggas that lie and go cover for me (Yeah-yeah)
She gon' lie to her nigga and go bust it for me (Ha)
I make the wave, I don't ride it (Ha)
I blow a rack at Hibachi (Ha)
I'm with my niggas, we childish (Ha)
She keep on cussin', she need parental advisory
She got a body, I really wanted her cousin
I think I'm movin' too slimy
I'm obsessed with Kehlani (Kehlani)
I keep on rockin' this Fani, I'm keepin' my city behind me
I'm poppin' this Addy, I'm poppin' a Xanny
You talkin' to me, best believe I'ma nod off
You reach for this Prada, get popped with a sawed-off
She callin' me "Papi" and takin' her top off
I got her Chanel, she want Balenciaga
Shawty ungrateful, I still wanna f*ck her
Double G Xanny, it put me to slumber
If I lie to her, know she gon' flip like a tumbler
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Verse
Yeah, two phones on me, one for the business and one for the sex (Yeah)
Walk in the bank and I throw up my set
I won't say it again, bitch, you heard what I said (Ha)
I feel like Kanye, I got too many people that's layin' with me in my bed (Ha)
I feel like Beyoncé, I got too many people that's slidin' for me like a sled (Ha)
I moved out the trap, dawg (Yeah)
I'm with the niggas that helped with me when they knew I needed a bed
I keep me a strap, dawg (Yeah)
I got some shit I been thinking, I cannot delete out my head
I'm sippin' on Hen', dawg
I know I texted you something, I wish I delete what I said
And I hate my opps, dawg, I got some people that's wantin' me dead, they compete for my head
And I turn my phone off (Yeah), I just gave her the dick now she fiendin' for me (F*ck)
Tell me the secrets you keepin' from me (F*ck)
I tried to be who you needed to be (F*ck)
Admit to yourself, all you needed was me (Yeah)
You f*cked me up, girl, you took pieces of me (Yeah)
I be f*ckin' these hoes, I be thinking of you (Yeah)
I just gave you one too many reasons to leave (Yeah, yeah)
You was playing your cards, I was following suit
All on my spam account, following you
I know I'm going way harder than you
And my new bitch is way badder than you, all the feelings I had didn't matter to you
I got some Mason Margiela on me, I been stackin' my money way taller than you
I put you onto everything you knew, I been feelin' like I was a father to you
You certainly was a mother to me
You was there when I knew that you wasn't for me
And my mother said that you wasn't for me
You was only a primary lover to me
I'ma do what I want, I'ma say what I want
'Cause I'm knowing nobody is f*ckin' with me (Yeah-yeah)
I got niggas that lie and go cover for me (Yeah-yeah)
She gon' lie to her nigga and go bust it for me (Ha)
I make the wave, I don't ride it (Ha)
I blow a rack at Hibachi (Ha)
I'm with my niggas, we childish (Ha)
She keep on cussin', she need parental advisory
She got a body, I really wanted her cousin
I think I'm movin' too slimy
I'm obsessed with Kehlani (Kehlani)
I keep on rockin' this Fani, I'm keepin' my city behind me
I'm poppin' this Addy, I'm poppin' a Xanny
You talkin' to me, best believe I'ma nod off
You reach for this Prada, get popped with a sawed-off
She callin' me "Papi" and takin' her top off
I got her Chanel, she want Balenciaga
Shawty ungrateful, I still wanna f*ck her
Double G Xanny, it put me to slumber
If I lie to her, know she gon' flip like a tumbler
Yeah, two phones on me, one for the business and one for the sex (Yeah)
Walk in the bank and I throw up my set
I won't say it again, bitch, you heard what I said (Ha)
I feel like Kanye, I got too many people that's layin' with me in my bed (Ha)
I feel like Beyoncé, I got too many people that's slidin' for me like a sled (Ha)
I moved out the trap, dawg (Yeah)
I'm with the niggas that helped with me when they knew I needed a bed
I keep me a strap, dawg (Yeah)
I got some shit I been thinking, I cannot delete out my head
I'm sippin' on Hen', dawg
I know I texted you something, I wish I delete what I said
And I hate my opps, dawg, I got some people that's wantin' me dead, they compete for my head
And I turn my phone off (Yeah), I just gave her the dick now she fiendin' for me (F*ck)
Tell me the secrets you keepin' from me (F*ck)
I tried to be who you needed to be (F*ck)
Admit to yourself, all you needed was me (Yeah)
You f*cked me up, girl, you took pieces of me (Yeah)
I be f*ckin' these hoes, I be thinking of you (Yeah)
I just gave you one too many reasons to leave (Yeah, yeah)
You was playing your cards, I was following suit
All on my spam account, following you
I know I'm going way harder than you
And my new bitch is way badder than you, all the feelings I had didn't matter to you
I got some Mason Margiela on me, I been stackin' my money way taller than you
I put you onto everything you knew, I been feelin' like I was a father to you
You certainly was a mother to me
You was there when I knew that you wasn't for me
And my mother said that you wasn't for me
You was only a primary lover to me
I'ma do what I want, I'ma say what I want
'Cause I'm knowing nobody is f*ckin' with me (Yeah-yeah)
I got niggas that lie and go cover for me (Yeah-yeah)
She gon' lie to her nigga and go bust it for me (Ha)
I make the wave, I don't ride it (Ha)
I blow a rack at Hibachi (Ha)
I'm with my niggas, we childish (Ha)
She keep on cussin', she need parental advisory
She got a body, I really wanted her cousin
I think I'm movin' too slimy
I'm obsessed with Kehlani (Kehlani)
I keep on rockin' this Fani, I'm keepin' my city behind me
I'm poppin' this Addy, I'm poppin' a Xanny
You talkin' to me, best believe I'ma nod off
You reach for this Prada, get popped with a sawed-off
She callin' me "Papi" and takin' her top off
I got her Chanel, she want Balenciaga
Shawty ungrateful, I still wanna f*ck her
Double G Xanny, it put me to slumber
If I lie to her, know she gon' flip like a tumbler
Writer: Amir Benjamin
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave