Shawty say she wanna ball in Wraith
Hundred thou I got it all in the safe
If she say she want a baby, give her a baby
And we go ball in Wraith
Give her whatever she want
I tell her get what she want
She wanna go through my phone
Don't go through my phone
Leaving her voice at the tone
Queen and we watch from the throne, uh
Know I'm the shit goin crazy
I couldn't let up I grind on a daily, uh
Shit on em like I'm a baby
Playing my song and they say it's amazing, uh
How they gone say that they know me
Sayin I changed, but that's prolly the old me, uh
Drip on my meat like a hoagie
Using no hands and she swallow the whole thing, uh
Now why you always fuck my mood up, it's beyond me
The way you go through my phone I'll be honest
The way that you walk, baby I'll buy you whatever you want
It don't even matter if it's Saint Lauren
Only gone matter if that's what you want
I'm putting you on fill up her body with ice
Only gone fuck with a dime
Ain't fucking with blondes, but I ain't having a type
I'm done with being polite
And she want Chanel number nine
Stealing her heart like a thief in the night
She wanna cry ain't no reason to fight
But only gone cry if I leave for the night, woah
I'm putting you on fill up her body with ice
Only gone fuck with a dime
Ain't fucking with blondes, but I ain't having a type
I'm done with being polite
And she want Chanel number nine
Stealing her heart like a thief in the night
She wanna cry ain't no reason to fight
But only gone cry if I leave for the night
Im getting that money, I spend it I spend it I spend it
We fucked on the low for a cool lil minute
Best believe that I hit it, I hit it
Calories burning, she all into fitness
Act dumb, but I know what I did
Racks up, I ain't no where near finished
Pipe it up, I'm all in her kidneys
Ride with me if you all into winning
I switched the coupe out, swing the doors up
Damn he ain't pick you up in a McLaren
Christian Dior you see what I'm wearin'
Ballin' too hard but they say it ain't fair
I love me a toxic bitch
Except when she pushin' my buttons
She say that she love me, she don't
I'm making her cum then I'm gone
Why you always fuck my mood up, it's beyond me
Way you go through my phone I'll be honest
Way that you walk, baby I'll buy you whatever you want
It don't even matter if it's Saint Lauren
Only gone matter if that's what you want
I'm putting you on fill up her body with ice
Only gone fuck with a dime
Ain't fucking with blondes, but I ain't having a type
I'm done with being polite
And she want Chanel number nine
Stealing her heart like a thief in the night
She wanna cry ain't no reason to fight
But only gone cry if I leave for the night, woah
I'm putting you on fill up her body with ice
Only gone fuck with a dime
Ain't fucking with blondes, but I ain't having a type
I'm done with being polite
And she want Chanel number nine
Stealing her heart like a thief in the night
She wanna cry ain't no reason to fight
But only gone cry if I leave for the night