Designer Footprints

Off-white fit, slim-thick in the waist
Same old bitch with a different face
Same old shit, different day
The area code is all I know
Cause her number's not saved in my phone
Ugg boots on got designer footprints
They just got bought given to my new chick
Call her up 1AM trying to shoot shit

Just took my girl Loui red dress shopping
Told her to cop one that she'd wear often
Cherry-oak, red silk, it seems the softest
My girl could get the most expensive coffin
She worries bout her shoes like far way too often
She won't get to choose which one she gets often
Shorty life a movie and she always going on about it
What she going off about it, shorty awful wishy washy
Doesn't understand that shit she got and God had given me
That gift of gab to teach a bitch appreciate just what she have
I'm a damn homewrecker what's worse
I'm a broken record on nearly every verse
Like I'm making music, I'm in love with Judy
I'm hard as fuck and I'm tryna get some famous booty
It's like I'm not gon say it if I wouldn't go do it
And I'm not gon debate it if I wouldn't go through with it
I've had a long life and it's made me intuitive
Not okay with what we been doing
It's hard not to touch at brunch and the movies
When you keep brushing me loosely

Off-white fit, slim-thick in the waist
Same old bitch with a different face
Same old shit, different day
The area code is all I know
Cause her number's not saved in my phone
Ugg boots on got designer footprints
They just got bought given to my new chick
Call her up 1AM trying to shoot shit

But women only love for a dozen or some days
And lord knows I'm tired of going out of my way
But she's not mine to hurt, not mine to break
She's sure mine to manage when she's had a few drinks
Women only love for a dozen or some days
And lord knows I'm tired of going out of my way
Don't mind the damage, don't mind the pain
I think she can mange when I turn the page



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Abernathey
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