CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Lifestyle

She see my wallet and it's Gucci, now she wanna tag along
From my being broken down to riches, sh*t she singing all my songs
And we ain't got no time, still can't f**k with you at all
She a demon in disguise, say she perfect, ain't at all

I just want me a shawty who gon' tag along
I don't want no Mercedes, I want the latest drop
I ain't broke like your boyfriend, I see he nodding off
We don't give a f**k how much it is, I like it, I‘am cop (Hey, hey)
I just want me a shawty who gon' tag along
I don't want no Mercedes, I want the latest drop
I ain't broke like your boyfriend, I see he nodding off
We don't give a f**k how much it is, I like it, I'ma cop

F**k the price, I'm gon' cop it, I don't give a f**k
Some of these Benji's green and sh*t be old as f**k
We the money team, we always countin' up
Brodie got that green, he roll that woodie up (Woodie up)
Dripped up in Supreme, I ain't a Hypebeast, light piece
Thousand on these [?] full of ice cream, might be
Used to throw them parties, they invite me (Fight me)
Now it's 10K at the door, it's a light fee
How you feel? I got bills, blue faces (Blue faces)
Pop a seal, I be workin' you just killin' time
Why you just [?] you always say the same sh*t
You got no guap, guap, guap, you still tripping on this fame sh*t
You see I already popped pills, so what? I stay f**ked up
And I wish that b*t*h well but she didn't have a locked heart
I left that b*t*h in the past, she broke my heart into ash
She say she wanted me back, ready go count up my cash
I hopped on a plane, woke up in LA (Skrt, Skrt)
When I'm on the stage, your b*t*h want a taste
F**k her, give her back, you in love with a thottie
I just made some racks, yeah I heard the money calling
F**kboy want a verse? That's a opp, better pay me
Send the money first, what you thought? Is you crazy?
I need a better tool, then I might hit the store
I can never lose, that's just how I move, yeah

I just want me a shawty who gon' tag along
I don't want no Mercedes, I want the latest drop
I ain't broke like your boyfriend, I see he nodding off
We don't give a f**k how much it is, I like it, I'ma cop (Hey, hey)
I just want me a shawty who gon' tag along
I don't want no Mercedes, I want the latest drop (Ooh)
I ain't broke like your boyfriend, I see he nodding off (I see he nodding off)
We don't give a f**k how much it is, I like it, I'ma cop
I got 'bout 10K in my jeans, she think she grabbin' my d**k
I dropped my b*t*h rocking Chanel, she walkin' 'round like the sh*t
F**k with a rockstar in this b*t*h, I heard your boy work at Denny's
I just spent 2K at Fendi's, don't need no b*t*h I got plenty
She down that bottle of Henny
Two twins named Rachel and Jenny, they gave me top in a Bentley
I'll rule your life if you let me
I'll f**k your sister and bestie
I pull up on them, don't test me
I kick back and count up my Freddie
Don’t think you'll ever forget me

Oh, oh
Da da da-da

She see my wallet and it's Gucci, now she wanna tag along
From my being broken down to riches, sh*t she singing all my songs
And we ain't got no time, still can't f**k with you at all
She a demon in disguise, say she perfect, ain't at all

I just want me a shawty who gon' tag along
I don't want no Mercedes, I want the latest drop
I ain't broke like your boyfriend, I see he nodding off
We don't give a f**k how much it is, I like it, I'ma cop (Hey, hey)
I just want me a shawty who gon' tag along
I don't want no Mercedes, I want the latest drop
I ain't broke like your boyfriend, I see he nodding off
We don't give a f**k how much it is, I like it, I'ma cop