Wish I Was You
You callin me an f slur
When I got your dad on his knees, like "Yes, Sir?"
Fenty gloss on the collar of his dress shirt
Hands-on nanny like Fran Drescher
Bitch, who the fuck is Heather??
Keep it fresh but make it fresher
Got me on my knees, like bless her
I teach bitches like professor
I said I don't give two fucks
I stay gagging them like Luxx
He said it's too big to tuck
Hundred thousand bucks, baby, that's what's up
(Aye aye)
If I'm out, I'm getting paid
Fuck an enby, he-they
Know they envy me today
(Aye aye)
Wait in lingerie, he do what I say
Yeah, I go all the way, I'm his protege
I throw that back like Thursday
Everyday my birthday
We do a little roleplay
I'm Kim and he be Ray J
Get rich, split that payday
I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Buy me diamonds in the clink because I love me too
Yeah, I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Fuck, fuck me too, fuck, fuck me too
Let's go
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
Welcome back to me talking shit
I stay lit; arsonist
Pretty bitch, I'm a narcissist
I like when his wrist a little limp, bitch
I like when he simp, bitch
I like when he turn the lights low like he a dim switch; I wish
I wish I was you --
So I could fuck me (uh)
Cuz these bitches can't do what I do
From what I can see (uh)
And I know your man did like the view
From when he knew me
And he pop this pussy like a can of Mountain Dew
He mount and do me (uh)
He lean into me
He say, this music groovy
We acting bougie
You know we making movies
Fly me to Paris just to French kiss my booty
Don't compare yourself when you're a beast and I'm the beauty
I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Buy me diamonds in the clink because I love me too
Yeah, I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Fuck, fuck me too, fuck, fuck me too
Let's go
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
F-U-G-L-Y
You ain't got no alibi
Read it but I don't reply
First class ticket when I fly
Super callous fragile bitch
I heard you've been talking shit
No rhythm so you can't hit
Can't find beat, you can't find clit
Serve cunt, hit blunt
Pretty bitches to the front
I'm just here to pussy stunt
Girls just wanna have some fun
I do shit my own way
Baby, not to be cliche
I talk shit, like, every day
I've got nothing nice to say
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
Stay booked so my cash stay stacked
Broke twinks on Twitt*r tryna get me back
Awww, she @ me, said my shit was whack
But when I rolled up on her profile, it said follow back
When I got your dad on his knees, like "Yes, Sir?"
Fenty gloss on the collar of his dress shirt
Hands-on nanny like Fran Drescher
Bitch, who the fuck is Heather??
Keep it fresh but make it fresher
Got me on my knees, like bless her
I teach bitches like professor
I said I don't give two fucks
I stay gagging them like Luxx
He said it's too big to tuck
Hundred thousand bucks, baby, that's what's up
(Aye aye)
If I'm out, I'm getting paid
Fuck an enby, he-they
Know they envy me today
(Aye aye)
Wait in lingerie, he do what I say
Yeah, I go all the way, I'm his protege
I throw that back like Thursday
Everyday my birthday
We do a little roleplay
I'm Kim and he be Ray J
Get rich, split that payday
I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Buy me diamonds in the clink because I love me too
Yeah, I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Fuck, fuck me too, fuck, fuck me too
Let's go
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
Welcome back to me talking shit
I stay lit; arsonist
Pretty bitch, I'm a narcissist
I like when his wrist a little limp, bitch
I like when he simp, bitch
I like when he turn the lights low like he a dim switch; I wish
I wish I was you --
So I could fuck me (uh)
Cuz these bitches can't do what I do
From what I can see (uh)
And I know your man did like the view
From when he knew me
And he pop this pussy like a can of Mountain Dew
He mount and do me (uh)
He lean into me
He say, this music groovy
We acting bougie
You know we making movies
Fly me to Paris just to French kiss my booty
Don't compare yourself when you're a beast and I'm the beauty
I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Buy me diamonds in the clink because I love me too
Yeah, I wish I was you, so I could fuck me too
Fuck, fuck me too, fuck, fuck me too
Let's go
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
F-U-G-L-Y
You ain't got no alibi
Read it but I don't reply
First class ticket when I fly
Super callous fragile bitch
I heard you've been talking shit
No rhythm so you can't hit
Can't find beat, you can't find clit
Serve cunt, hit blunt
Pretty bitches to the front
I'm just here to pussy stunt
Girls just wanna have some fun
I do shit my own way
Baby, not to be cliche
I talk shit, like, every day
I've got nothing nice to say
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
I-I-I-I wish I was you (so I could fuck me, too)
Stay booked so my cash stay stacked
Broke twinks on Twitt*r tryna get me back
Awww, she @ me, said my shit was whack
But when I rolled up on her profile, it said follow back
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Writer(s): Christopher Baptista, Kieran Armitage
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