BAGGAGE CLAIM

You're a lover boy

And I don't think you understand

You know that last thing i want is to deal with your affairs

You're a really good boy

And baby imma take your hand

You know the last thing i want is to be gone and dead

Its been some time looking looking

For my next little hyperfixiation

Talking relations

Found a nigga online, he about 5"9

On the phone non stop

Got me laughing and giggling outta outta my top

Everything feeling good...

I feel alive...

But hold on wait (hold on wait.)

something aint right (something)

I get a text, from some ximirah?! (ain't right i)

"You with my man? You finna die" (got a text from)

"That nigga mine, and imma get him in blood" (some ximirah? saying.)

"Imma get that man in blood"

Girl take that man he's yours

Sir, I don't want no damn problems

I gotta full life ahead of me

So let me be straight (let me be straight)

Go be with your soulmate (go be with you soulmate)

Don't want relations I'm not gonna be

The next Vic on that bitch hitlist

No, no, no

Lover boy

I don't think you understand

You know that last thing i want is to deal with your affairs

You're a really good boy

And baby imma take your hand

You know the last thing i want is to be gone and dead

You're a lover boy

And I don't think you understand

You know that last thing i want is to deal with your affairs

You're a really good boy

And baby imma take your hand

You know the last thing i want is to be gone and dead