Three-somethin´-thou´ for my LV feet 3.5 just to help me sleep I´ll do a bitch like Joel Embiid
She´ll never, ever get a ring from me Ho on my line like, "We gotta talk," I don´t know what I done, but it can´t be deep Ten whole pounds of top of the shelf, I don´t know what it costs, but it can´t be cheap
Huh, damn, I´m geeked I don´t think that she want me for me Huh, damn, am I tweakin´ Or am I a little higher than y´all? Quiet it down, I ain´t lyin´ to y´all You get prioritized if it´s profit involved Tired of y´all, I ain´t flyin´ with y´all I´ll die ´fore I sing to the choir at all (Bitch)
Nah, I ain´t going for it (Bitch) Nah, I don´t know nothin´ I just count up my deads by my lonesome
I ain´t goin´ in the bed ´til this ho gone It´s a hole in my chest if this ho close Shit get cold as December with no clothes This a V12 engine, I don´t go slow If my feet on the pedal, just hold on Damn, huh, my baby gon´ hold out for me (Hold out for me) Damn (Damn), I been prayin´ we turn out okay (We turn out okay) Girl (Girl), why you tearin´ my shirt off? Goddamn (Shirt off, Goddamn) Huh, you know I got You know I got all eyes on me (You know I got all eyes )
Three-somethin´-thou´ for my LV feet 3.5 just to help me sleep I´ll do a bitch like Joel Embiid She´ll never, ever get a ring from me
Ho on my line like, "We gotta talk," I don´t know what I done, but it can´t be deep Ten whole pounds of top of the shelf, I don´t know what it costs, but it can´t be cheap
Huh, damn (Damn), I´m geeked (I´m geeked) I don´t think that she want me for me (That she want me ) Huh, damn, am I tweakin´ (Am I tweakin´?) Or am I a little higher than y´all? Quiet it down, I ain´t lyin´ to y´all You get prioritized if it´s profit involved Tired of y´all, I ain´t flyin´ with y´all I´ll die ´fore I sing to the choir at all
I don´t got much left, I´m thuggin´ all by myself Huh, I know what´s right, what´s wrong, huh, I guess I don´t got much else
Huh, let´s get a lil´ more high, roll me an L, put the windows down Ridin´ ´round town in that, "Oh my God, where in the hell did he get that from?" Woah, when´d you get this fine? Like, "Bitch, can I hit this time?" I had six grams in that blunt, I ain´t think I could get this high I don´t think I´ma risk this one Uh, your team worth fifty bucks Bitch, you really missed me, huh? Didn´t that shit feel real for once?
Three-somethin´-thou´ for my LV feet 3.5, just to help me sleep I´ll do a bitch like Joel Embiid She´ll never, ever get a ring from me Ho on my line like, "We gotta talk", I don´t know what I done, but it can´t be deep
Ten whole pounds of top of the shelf, I don´t know what it costs, but it can´t be cheap
(Huh, damn) I don´t think that she want me for me I don´t think that she want me for me I don´t think that she want me for me