Letras
Thought I'd miss you at the top, but I don't think about her
100 bands since May bitch I been about it
Said she love me but I don't know how to feel about her
But I know that she like fancy homes
I like silicone
Caviar and shattered phones
Put your hands up bullet holes
Damn my crib is full of hoes
Rolling stone
Double cup
Shawty geeked
She don't give a fuck
Money long
Count it up
Barely sleep
I don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
I'm a rockstar baby
You're my costar baby
All my exes hate me (guess what?)
And they're all crazy
Since my last bitch blamed me
I can't lie that shit done changed me
And I don't like the man it made me
Where's the Don I'm getting faded
And I stopped knowing myself lately
But I know that she like fancy homes
I like silicone
Caviar and shattered phones
Put your hands up bullet holes
Damn my crib is full of hoes
Rolling stone
Double cup
Shawty geeked
She don't give a fuck
Money long
Count it up
Barely sleep
I don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
Get lost in my house, the crib so big
Shawty open your mouth, my shit won't fit
You're doing so good, that's my bitch
That's my baby, that's my twin
You used to be a hoe but now you fixed
That's my bitch
I used to be broke, now I'm rich
You still my bitch
I used to be broke, now I'm rich
You still my bitch
She like fancy homes
I like silicone
Caviar and shattered phones
Put your hands up bullet holes
Damn my crib is full of hoes