You could never make eye contact
Everything you got was based off of my contacts
You a fraud, but I'mma remain icon-stat
Balenciaga's on my boots with the python strap
You was caught up in the rush, and you was caught up in the thrill of it
You was with me way before, I hit a quarter mil' in it
Put you in the crib and you ain't never pay a bill in it
I was killin' it, man you got me poppin' pills in it
I told Baby hit you, I said this ***** buggin'
Cause I was doing it for us, I told em **** the public
Couldn't believe that I was home alone, contemplating
Overdosin', no more coastin', no more toastin' over oceans
They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn
But there was something that I should've asked all along
Imma ask on the song
Take it to the off
I'ma take it take it off
I'ma take it to the club
Then we take it to the loft
I'ma take it to my ******, I'ma take it to the boss
I'ma jiggle it jiggle it
Bakin soda soft
I'ma put it in ya face, I'ma put it in ya braids
The way I make it pop, you can put me in the space
Make it rain as a ten thousand dollar day
Poppin like champaign on a holiday
Then her adlibs >>>>
