Letras
Played you my b I don't really love ya
Can't bring you to my momma house cause I don't really trust ya
Xanax molly booted when I fuck ya
You perc up when you see me
I'm wylin when I slut ya
I been looking for love but in my cup is where I found it
Your friends out Friday night they in the club don't go around it
Remember when I told you I'd get rich lil bitch you doubted
I don't like to go out on the weekends it's too crowded
Bad ho louie V
All my hoes expensive
100 dollar bills I spread em out you know I'm flexing
Told ya I can fuck but I'm not really with the texting
I'm not tryna break your heart but I got get these checks in
You said you can't fuck with me no more lil bitch you dragged it
Bway shit I'm Stan the man lil bitch I get these bands in
Bags in
Blammed him
Your Music on trash bin
My life on some movie shit
Lights camera action
Post your pics to IG for' you send em that's a red flag
Last thing that he thought before he died like that's some lead damn
One thing that I'll never do is hate up on the next man
Stayed down for so long and now I'm finally getting my blessings
Givenchy all black dark shades I get faded
This shit bitter sweet should be with me but then you traded
If I want ya I'm gon get ya I'm not with the waiting
You shouldn't listen to your friends they jealous and they hating
Played you my b I don't really love ya
Can't bring you to my momma house cause I don't really trust ya
Xanax molly booted when I fuck ya
You perc up when you see me
I'm wylin when I slut ya
I been looking for love but in my cup is where I found it