FaceTime

Say you want space now that's Gucci Can't answer FaceTime that's Louie
Laced her with Emilio Pucci
Fragrance From Tom Ford
Switching your time Zone
Show you Your time cost
Light Up your neck and your wrist
I call you Different excuse my French I Don't Spend on a bitch

Caught up with Bitches and now you Want spin me
What about all these Hundreds I'm Spending
You want These diamonds You get it Yeah I was Tripping but I got You gifted
And Going on trips Black Trucks to Dinner
The Moët we Spilling The blue Ones We spend them
She fiesty Givenchy Rottweilers on Sweaters
Shawty rock With me like It's Heavy Metal
She in First place like she Winning a Medal
Say she got a bag I Put more in it Keeping my distance to Stay out of my feelings
For you I Unload the stick And get busy
Go to Miami skirt off In A Bentley
Valentino Is all on your Slippers
Scuba dive Swimming with Fishes
Hotel I'm Booted we drink out The fifth

Say you want space now that's Gucci, Can't answer FaceTime that's Louie
Laced her with Emilio Pucci Fragrance From Tom Ford Switching your time Zone show you Your time cost Light Up your neck and your wrist I call you Different excuse my French I Don't Spend on a bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Deandre Powell
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