Lyrics Lyfers by Smino

Man I hate a opportunist f**k a opp
Ain't no strings attached these hoes flip flop
My new diamonds sing Yolanda Adam Up
All my zips inside my leather king of pop
I seen yo b*t*h she was very very pop
I don't even leave the studio the jury jury shock
Hear me I made half a million off a hoodie n***a stop
Really b*t*h I'm winter fresh the reason all they gums pop
Hear me I'm that n***a that yo b*t*h is always tryna bop

Well she wants the life (The life), the life (The life), the life (The life)
The life (The life), the life (The life), the life (The life), the li—
—Ife (The life), the life (The life), the life (The life), the life (The life), the life (The life), the life (The life), the life

That n***a act like he 'bout to get his bike back (I don't know why you come 'round here messin' with me)
It's like she both eyes she just stay at my pad, ooh
I know that she nasty she still got a Snapchat, I'm up snap that
I'm motherf**kin black and I'm givin' her hunchback (Yea, yea, yea)
Check it out, I do this sh*t on the regular (Baby)
She don't play us she just regular (Baby)
I'm on her gas tryna fill her up (Baby)
Wait on her see where put crack in her (Baby)
I send a JPEG to shorty back
n***as who hatin' ain't loved enough, suck it up

They wants the life, the life, the life
The life, the life, the life, the li—
—Ife, the life, the life, the life, the life, the life, the life (—Ife)
Wants the life, the life, the life
The life, the life, the life, the li—
—Ife, the life, the life, the life, the life, the life, the life (—Ife)

Wants the life, the life, the life
The life, the life, the life, the li—
—Ife, the life, the life, the life, the life, the life, the life (—Ife)