IKWYW
(Whiteshine you made this)
fah fah fah fah
She call me Harry Styles cause I got Louis
Caramel baddie all night she lusting
But I'm not that trusting
All night long all she know is stunting
She's so basic but I need me a custom
I need me a custom whip
I need me that custom drip
I need me that custom ice to fit on the wrist
You lot talking that shit
So you gon meet the fist
No lie no lie I need me that custom
No lie no lie I see through the bluffing
Fake loving
Envy erupting
No I don't bang WAPs
I'm in love with the 808 it's pungent
It's pungent
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
I'm in need of a getaway vex
Elevation introspect
We got all the control we gon fuck up the set
Mind control ain't no average flex
I'm laying here dazing
Astro gazing
Stars fly by like I'm in a spaceship
Or me in As whip
Ain't trying to be so famous
So don't fake claim us
That boy he is an opp he's not my same
He light, camera, action fake
And the mash got flash like a camera
And the wok is red just to match the beam
I got gyal she wet like a lake
How the fuck are you mad just cause I'm not fake
These haters be mad but not on it
Rock gyal and she wearing that onyx
Run through the bag like I'm sonic
He made that song but that shit was chronic
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
fah fah fah fah
She call me Harry Styles cause I got Louis
Caramel baddie all night she lusting
But I'm not that trusting
All night long all she know is stunting
She's so basic but I need me a custom
I need me a custom whip
I need me that custom drip
I need me that custom ice to fit on the wrist
You lot talking that shit
So you gon meet the fist
No lie no lie I need me that custom
No lie no lie I see through the bluffing
Fake loving
Envy erupting
No I don't bang WAPs
I'm in love with the 808 it's pungent
It's pungent
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
I'm in need of a getaway vex
Elevation introspect
We got all the control we gon fuck up the set
Mind control ain't no average flex
I'm laying here dazing
Astro gazing
Stars fly by like I'm in a spaceship
Or me in As whip
Ain't trying to be so famous
So don't fake claim us
That boy he is an opp he's not my same
He light, camera, action fake
And the mash got flash like a camera
And the wok is red just to match the beam
I got gyal she wet like a lake
How the fuck are you mad just cause I'm not fake
These haters be mad but not on it
Rock gyal and she wearing that onyx
Run through the bag like I'm sonic
He made that song but that shit was chronic
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
(Baby if you give it to me)
So I give it to you
(I know what you want)
Credits
Writer(s): Sace!
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