No Capping
On my lonely, my lonely
Y'all can't get enough
Swavy, yeah
My heart turned cold with all them games
And all them ways that you've been lying
I forever loved you from the start
Found out u was faking all them things
Baby u know I keep it real
Fuck them niggas they capping
U know my weakness and my strength
Don't u ever tell nobody
Girl you was there when I was down
When I fucking need someone
Without you, I feel so lost
I can't handle it when u gone
U got my body and soul I gat yours too
Put you in a new shoe
Driving in a new coup
(Skrrrrrrrt)
When I was broke didn't have cash
You was there right from the bottom
We was screwing with no condom
Half a milli just to show them
Burst a rolli just to flex on them
U know me better more than most of them
Love with no effort a waste of time
Baby you know I ain't got waste your Time
Make love with my baby we deep in the sauce
Our love is anonymous
They hating on both of us
Balenciaga rocking with my Gucci sucks
Sipping on a double cup
We take it easy we don't rush
Luiv's u want it, brand new Chanel u want it
Drop-top make your top drop
Versace sheets make your panties drop
Richard millie u want it, Saint Laurent
Gucci bag, yea yea yea
Me and all my niggas we live in the wild
Whenever u call on me I swear I come around
I know all them bitches around me
They just for the clout
I just count my money daily while I smoke my loud
I'd be trapped in them trenches I'd be stacking in a row
My side bitch say she wants more
My main bitch said she can't go
Y'all can't get enough
Swavy, yeah
My heart turned cold with all them games
And all them ways that you've been lying
I forever loved you from the start
Found out u was faking all them things
Baby u know I keep it real
Fuck them niggas they capping
U know my weakness and my strength
Don't u ever tell nobody
Girl you was there when I was down
When I fucking need someone
Without you, I feel so lost
I can't handle it when u gone
U got my body and soul I gat yours too
Put you in a new shoe
Driving in a new coup
(Skrrrrrrrt)
When I was broke didn't have cash
You was there right from the bottom
We was screwing with no condom
Half a milli just to show them
Burst a rolli just to flex on them
U know me better more than most of them
Love with no effort a waste of time
Baby you know I ain't got waste your Time
Make love with my baby we deep in the sauce
Our love is anonymous
They hating on both of us
Balenciaga rocking with my Gucci sucks
Sipping on a double cup
We take it easy we don't rush
Luiv's u want it, brand new Chanel u want it
Drop-top make your top drop
Versace sheets make your panties drop
Richard millie u want it, Saint Laurent
Gucci bag, yea yea yea
Me and all my niggas we live in the wild
Whenever u call on me I swear I come around
I know all them bitches around me
They just for the clout
I just count my money daily while I smoke my loud
I'd be trapped in them trenches I'd be stacking in a row
My side bitch say she wants more
My main bitch said she can't go
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Writer(s): Oluwapelumi Olakitan
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