My Valentine

She cross the room like a baddie girl, She like Fashion Nova
Pull up in the bacc seat, she ride a Rover yeah
She feel me, Every weekend shawty coming over yeah
She icy, bae she got cold cold heart yeah
She walk like a mannequin, she like a high fashion bae
She want a big bag, I know you want Prada
bae
Ass make clap clap, Shoot my shot, she got blocka blocka
Bad boujee she drippin like Fashion Nova

No cappin No cappin no cappin bae yeah
I got cold cold heart she give me hmm coldface
I'm headhome, shawty give my toupée
I don't want your cake hmm my birthay
How you look so perfect on worst day
Be straight wit me I don't like two faces
I want a baddie bae
I want a boujee bae
You my slime, she slay
You my slime, she slay
I got cold love yeah I put some ice
Bae for you I can stand outside
Bae for you I can be your sunshine
She my baddie, she my shawty, you my valentine yeah

She cross the room like a baddie girl, she like Fashion Nova
Pull up in bacc seat, she ride a Rover
She feel me, Every weekend shawty coming over yea
She icy, bae she got cold cold heart yeah
She walk like a mannequin, she like high fashion bae
She want a big bag I know you want a prada
bae
Ass make clap clap, Shoot my shot, She got blocka blocka ah
bad boujee, she drippin like Fashion Nova ah

Girl she wet, girl she drip drip
Be my queen, London and Nip
Drink your pain, don't sip sip
Gucci bag, she's on fleek
Pretty brownskin she fine woah
Tell me what you want
Drop that on the floor floor
My valentine woah woah

She cross the room like a baddie girl, She like Fashion Nova
Pull up in bacc seat, she ride a Rover
She feel me, Every weekend shawty coming over
She icy, bae she got cold cold heart yeah
she walk like a mannequin, she like high fashion bae
She want big bag I know you want a Prada bae
She make clap clap, Shoot my shot, She got a blocka blocka
Bad boujee, she drippin like Fashion Nova



Credits
Writer(s): Givenchy Borgella
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