Letras
Yeah
Hold on
I hear that
Yo
I think I'm the greatest
Tell me if I'm wrong
Puttin' pain in these songs
Ain't writin' nothin' long
My ting in Dubai
Sent pics in a thong
She was from Lebanon
And she had melons on
I'm like "rah"
That's a bit of me
Sweet ones
I need a trilogy
My room feel like a prison
She want visits every day
That's her liberty
But I'm tryna get paid
Her body mad
But her mood off key
I'll be her trainer
Not her G
Only kicks I give
Some creps and Jaeger
Still think I'm a failure
But if I love her, I'll save her
I'm a dream chaser, Meek Mill
Linked the mandem on the hill
Take one pill, now she on a pill
We don't chill, I don't want a bill like Kill
Man, I'm ill, might be psycho
It's on sight, bro
Dots hit hard like lipo
I'm like "Who's next?" to my ex
I'm like "Next"
She wanna be my next ex
Baby, hold on
Hold on
She loves drill
I think it's the music
She said
"Is this real? Can I be your real ting?"
My bro had a bad ting, he blew it
She was a beauty
Now she a nudist
Baby, hold on
I hear that