I don’t play fair
Give me all your loving
Get me high
Just gotta say where
Fingers in your hair
I hear your voice
My favorite nightmare
Scrolling thru your pictures
Gotta see you
Gotta sit up in your lap
And watch you roll
Like why you gotta add tobacco?
Why you gotta be so fucking perfect
Where your flaws go?
Hate i gotta leave
I take a piece of you to keep
Cuz you the only one i need
I'm tweaking life is but a dream
Cuz where you come from?
You make me feel so easy
Not like sleazy, you respect me
Talkin easy like relax me
You don't judge me you don’t tax me
You just keep me close and happy
Keep it classy you protect me
Show me off, you don't reject me
Platonic but its deeper
Its iconic, you a keeper
No more runnin from the reaper
Cuz of you i'll live forever
No more dancing with the devil
No more rules so no more rebel
Elevated bitch its levels
We lifted, stairway to heaven, bitch
Hook: TTBBY
Fuck with me i fuck with you
Come for me i come for you
Love me bitch i love you too
Shoot for me, i buss for you
Fuck me, then its fuck you then we right back cool
Pull up then i pull off
Im gettin right back to it
I'm out my mind behind my bitch
I'll shoot some shit
Look
Out my mind behind my bitch
Bruh don't die behind my bitch
I'm out my mind behind my bitch
I'm so for real
Out my mind gon blow for this
Pull up wipe your nose for this
(don christian interlude)
You a god, you don’t play fair
I’m that bitch, you that nigga
I'm the bullet, you the trigger
Got em shakin in they sneakers
When we pop out
Pressed and in distress
We look like royalty
Never question your loyalty
Other niggas exploited me
They in the grave
I’m on the center stage
Spotlight all on me
He bought me bigger shades
Graduated to a bigger wage
Now we don't never sleep
Rollin in these luxury fabrics
Our shit ain't never cheap
Ain't no way around it
This our destiny
What i see in you
Really be bringing out the best in me
Ride out with no roof
His bitch the truth and she ain’t scared to shoot
Solid, bank deposits
We ain't movin less the money do
Hoe we universal, no rehearsal
Bitch this really us
You can not get in
You got opinions
We don't give a fuck
Yea
No more rules, so no more rebel
No more dancing with the devil
Elevated bitch it's levels
Stairway to heaven, bitch
(don christian outro)
I'm a goddess I don’t play fair Give me all your loving Get me high Just gotta say where Fingers in your hair I hear your voice My favorite nightmare Scrolling thru your pictures Gotta see you Gotta sit up in your lap And watch you roll Like why you gotta add tobacco? Why you gotta be so fucking perfect Where your flaws go? Hate i gotta leave I take a piece of you to keep Cuz you the only one i need I'm tweaking life is but a dream Cuz where you come from? You make me feel so easy Not like sleazy, you respect me Talkin easy like relax me You don't judge me you don’t tax me You just keep me close and happy Keep it classy you protect me Show me off, you don't reject me Platonic but its deeper Its iconic, you a keeper No more runnin from the reaper Cuz of you i'll live forever No more dancing with the devil No more rules so no more rebel Elevated bitch its levels We lifted, stairway to heaven, bitch Hook: TTBBY Fuck with me i fuck with you Come for me i come for you Love me bitch i love you too Shoot for me, i buss for you Fuck me, then its fuck you then we right back cool Pull up then i pull off Im gettin right back to it I'm out my mind behind my bitch I'll shoot some shit Look Out my mind behind my bitch Bruh don't die behind my bitch I'm out my mind behind my bitch I'm so for real Out my mind gon blow for this Pull up wipe your nose for this (don christian interlude) You a god, you don’t play fair I’m that bitch, you that nigga I'm the bullet, you the trigger Got em shakin in they sneakers When we pop out Pressed and in distress We look like royalty Never question your loyalty Other niggas exploited me They in the grave I’m on the center stage Spotlight all on me He bought me bigger shades Graduated to a bigger wage Now we don't never sleep Rollin in these luxury fabrics Our shit ain't never cheap Ain't no way around it This our destiny What i see in you Really be bringing out the best in me Ride out with no roof His bitch the truth and she ain’t scared to shoot Solid, bank deposits We ain't movin less the money do Hoe we universal, no rehearsal Bitch this really us You can not get in You got opinions We don't give a fuck Yea No more rules, so no more rebel No more dancing with the devil Elevated bitch it's levels Stairway to heaven, bitch (don christian outro) Explain Request ×
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