LIMOUSINE

Do I love you, no

You don't wanna know

You might see

Things you don't wanna know

The love we had keep falling down

Once upon on a shooting star

The memories may come back to haunt me

I don't know these dirty bitches in the limousine

But they came back to watch me

Yeah they coming back tryna do my ganja

Tryna be a wife, you like Ouh Na Na Na

Keep it lowkey, I don't do no drama

En la cama, you do anything I wanna

The night just getting started but I'm faded off the Martin

Remy usually in my drink but I'm too drunk to hit the market

Send a bitch to send a butler

The bread, my main concern, been tryna spread it out like butter

Make her spread her legs like they need to be separate from each other

Think we destined for each other

But I don't see a future without us questioning each other (Hm)

But I know you got wishful thinking

I'm only getting bigger, no wonder my circle shrinking

No wonder these bitches love me, no wonder I got them thinking

That I'm the one they need, what you need is to keep from sinking

Too deep, got you thinking too deep

Put your loving on the line, I got you thinking too deep

Fuck it

The melatonin got me drifting

I know I fucked before but why does this time feel so different

I'm learning not to judge a bitch before I start to listen

I couldn't see through you, had to fire my optician

I'm kidding, (you're fired) but whose line is it anyway

I'm racing in the Honda, life's become my own getaway

The feeling's great, your bitch and I, a date tonight

Before it gets too late, I'm riding in the Wraith

And I look up, I see the space, are you kidding me

It's stupid, I can't take you to lunch

Cause every time you want that Ruth Chris

But bitch, you skinny like a toothpick

So many times you made me feel so fucking useless

You must be stupid

Do I love you, no

You don't wanna know, you might see