She said that she love me (said that she love me)
She just wanna fuck me (she just wanna fuck me)
She seeing the Audemar watch on my wrist
Now she just wanna touch me (yeah, yeah)
There is no trust in you baby girl you're just moving way too sneaky (sneaky)
Only trust in my brothers my day ones
Like Boogie and his brother Beasty (Beasty)
Grinding for commas (grinding for commas)
She's giving me drama (she's giving me drama)
She's racking my head and she's arguing cos she got problems and trauma (trauma)
I feed her designer to fix up her mood swings she's smiling and happy (smiling and happy)
I'm dropping like ten or twenty racks in Louis
Now she call me daddy (yeah, yeah)
Painless, painless
I'm walking around with the stainless
Heart ache, no mistake
I'm wondering how she be shameless
Her new man pulls up he's like who's he
I introduce him to my UZI
My brothers pull up Call of Duty
I'm sliding through later like Toosie
I'm still in my prime, yeah
Done wasting my time, yeah
She said that she love me, yeah
She's seventh in line, yeah
I'm feeling real lucky
Got 88 chances I'm laying in Bali my bitch is a glam
Phone steady blowin up fans talking to me
They sending me letters I got me a stan
Steady roll in a Audi my brothers they with me
Can't name some of them cos they roll with a semi
That automatic it be sounding like du du du du
Like it's roaring right out of a hemi
She's talking bout love like she's under a spell
Balenci got too many stories to tell
One second she's good at the night of the club
Then the next she's out here bending back in hotels
She said that she love me (said that she love me)
She just wanna fuck me (she just wanna fuck me)
She seeing the Audemar watch on my wrist
Now she just wanna touch me (yeah, yeah)
There is no trust in you baby girl you're just moving way too sneaky (sneaky)
Only trust in my brothers my day ones
Like Boogie and his brother Beasty (Beasty)
Grinding for commas (grinding for commas)
She's giving me drama (she's giving me drama)
She's racking my head and she's arguing cos she got problems and trauma (trauma)
I feed her designer to fix up her mood swings she's smiling and happy (smiling and happy)
I'm dropping like ten or twenty racks in Louis
Now she call me daddy (yeah, yeah)
Hop in a Benz, hop in a Wraith
In the backseat on my lap she's okay
Who knew my presence always kept you safe
All along we're going at it all day
Said that she love, said that she need me
Said that she want me said she won't leave me
Running around in these circles she's wilin
Telling me that all she will do is please me
Like, baby I don't really fuck with your man
Nine mil bullets leave him tanned
I'm a playboy fucking up your relo with your heart in my hand
Baby girl Come take a ride
Hop on a private jet take a flight
Turn you into an accessory baby
Cops asking these questions you're my alibi