Letras
If I should die
Before I wake
Will you and I
Be A-O-K
With no vacay
To Saint Tropez
Or san José
Cuz I cant say
That I'm ok
If I'm not rich
And that's not right
But I'm that bitch
And I'm that one
To talk my shit
Cuz I work hard
And that's just it
If all we ate
Was chic-fil-a
And no filet
But our mistakes
And no mignon
Cuz we not on
The grey poupon
The fancy lawn
My niggas tried
To put me on
But you and I
Don't get along
When I work hard
And I do me
But if you wait
The you will see
That I'm that bitch
And I'm that one
My shit go dumb
That doot doot doot
Doot doot gun
I do to them what should be done
I use to screw this no good bum
But who don't do dumb shit when young
So keep your name up off my tongue
Cuz my life has just now begun
He had me saying
It's so many way that I could
Tell you how to love me
But if I gotta tell you
Does that mean u really love me
It's a lot ways that you could
Tell me that you love me
I need someone to better me
Instead of taken from me
It's so many way that I could
Tell you how to love me
But if I gotta tell you
Does that mean u really love me
It's a lot ways that you could
Tell me that you love me
I need someone to better me
Instead of taken from me
I ain't finna be
Flying Flying Flying
No raggedy nigga on over
To saint-tropez
What am I