Private Jet
Private jet
Hidden class
Baddest bitch
Got the fattest ass
She give me neck bitch
Ya she give me neck ya
She want sex bitch
Ya she want some sex ya
I just want some neck
Fuck what next
She pay for my meal
She split a check
Now I gotta go
And giver her sex
Always done to shoot
That my bitch she rep the set
Private jet private jet
Private jet private jet
Private jet private jet
Going overseas on my private jet
Nonchalant
Mixed with french she my croissant
Cold hearted bitch Maine nickname Vermont
Couscous trippin FIFA bad, know what she want
She fuck with me she know she should
Boundaries set they understood
Got niggas cross the states, they in them hoods
Tell me keep on making music nigga cuz you good
Do this shit for fun thats something something that i told ya
Millie rock a bitch right in the face
Whoah don't get it twisted
She asked for it
She wanted it
It's all good
Brush it off it nothing ion know ya
Talk like ion know ya yea
Forced to cross in no man land
Wish i had the upper hand
Fell in love she broke my heart that shit was fucking sobering
Almost had her friend confront me that bitch aint no middleman
Funny how you went from me and now you wit a little man
Now I feel like I am on a
Hidden class
Baddest bitch
Got the fattest ass
She give me neck bitch
Ya she give me neck ya
She want sex bitch
Ya she want some sex ya
I just want some neck
Fuck what next
She pay for my meal
She split a check
Now I gotta go
And giver her sex
Always done to shoot
That my bitch she rep the set
Private jet private jet
Private jet private jet
Private jet private jet
Going overseas on my private jet
Nonchalant
Mixed with french she my croissant
Cold hearted bitch Maine nickname Vermont
Couscous trippin FIFA bad, know what she want
She fuck with me she know she should
Boundaries set they understood
Got niggas cross the states, they in them hoods
Tell me keep on making music nigga cuz you good
Do this shit for fun thats something something that i told ya
Millie rock a bitch right in the face
Whoah don't get it twisted
She asked for it
She wanted it
It's all good
Brush it off it nothing ion know ya
Talk like ion know ya yea
Forced to cross in no man land
Wish i had the upper hand
Fell in love she broke my heart that shit was fucking sobering
Almost had her friend confront me that bitch aint no middleman
Funny how you went from me and now you wit a little man
Now I feel like I am on a
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Writer(s): Gregory Furphy-rinaldi
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