Glad You Came
I ain't mad at you
I ain't mad at you baby
I'm glad you came baby
I'm glad
I'm askin' you
I'm home for you
I'm back for you
Yeah
Back when I ain't had money to throw baby
Now I bring it out just for show baby
We got plenty bands now to blow baby
Pullin' up in wagons that we own baby
Show it off to people so they know baby
All this ice on me it's gettin' cold baby
Freezin' like my heart it's gettin' cold baby
Trust me all this hate is gettin' old baby
Back when we was trappin' out the bando baby
Now we pullin' up in them Lambos baby
High ceilin' rooms filled with candles baby
No more drama to handle baby
Shawty must be Trini with them bangles baby
Shawty real cocky 'cause them angles crazy
Feet in the sand Gucci sandles baby
Ass so fat I ain't mad at you baby
I ain't mad at ya baby
I'm glad you came baby
I'm glad
I'm asking you baby
You home for me baby
I'm back for you baby
I'm back
Back when I ain't had money to throw baby
Now I bring it out just for show baby
We got plenty bands now to blow baby
Pullin' up in wagons that we own baby
Show it off to people so they know baby
All this ice on me it's gettin' cold baby
Freezin' like my heart it's gettin' cold baby
Trust me all this hate is gettin'
Aye
I'm askin' ya
I'm home for ya
I'm back for ya
Yeah
Girl you real cocky with them angles baby
Got these other niggas in shambles baby
Fuckin' 'round givin' entangles baby
I've been spiritual tryin' to channel baby
Channelin' you with some candles baby
I am way too poppin' for a scandal baby
You just really hard for me to handle baby
Wrapped around my finger and my ankle baby
Actin' like a child throwin' tantrums baby
Woah
Givin' you my all but you need more baby
Givin' me less takin' way more lately
Say you not impressed, bet say no more baby
YSL you but you crave more baby
Put you in a Urus when you came broke baby
Less grateful you complain more baby
Givin' you attention you don't pay no baby
Say you high maintenance
Oh my gracious
This is why you and I always stay clashin'
Felt a little spark might've just been matches
When you said Miami I ain't know you meant lashes
Van Cleef bracelet
I'm in your playlist
I don't compliment you much you always stay gassed up
Telling me you're doin' just fine in my absence
Hang up just to call me back girl you got attachment issues
Glad that you came and I'm with you
All these other bitches and I picked you
Know that you're the one
When you're M.I.A.
And I think about you 'cause I miss you
Look at all the trouble that you give me
Look at all the lovin' that I give you
Yeah
Yeah
Oh, oh
I ain't mad at you baby
I'm glad you came baby
I'm glad
I'm askin' you
I'm home for you
I'm back for you
Yeah
Back when I ain't had money to throw baby
Now I bring it out just for show baby
We got plenty bands now to blow baby
Pullin' up in wagons that we own baby
Show it off to people so they know baby
All this ice on me it's gettin' cold baby
Freezin' like my heart it's gettin' cold baby
Trust me all this hate is gettin' old baby
Back when we was trappin' out the bando baby
Now we pullin' up in them Lambos baby
High ceilin' rooms filled with candles baby
No more drama to handle baby
Shawty must be Trini with them bangles baby
Shawty real cocky 'cause them angles crazy
Feet in the sand Gucci sandles baby
Ass so fat I ain't mad at you baby
I ain't mad at ya baby
I'm glad you came baby
I'm glad
I'm asking you baby
You home for me baby
I'm back for you baby
I'm back
Back when I ain't had money to throw baby
Now I bring it out just for show baby
We got plenty bands now to blow baby
Pullin' up in wagons that we own baby
Show it off to people so they know baby
All this ice on me it's gettin' cold baby
Freezin' like my heart it's gettin' cold baby
Trust me all this hate is gettin'
Aye
I'm askin' ya
I'm home for ya
I'm back for ya
Yeah
Girl you real cocky with them angles baby
Got these other niggas in shambles baby
Fuckin' 'round givin' entangles baby
I've been spiritual tryin' to channel baby
Channelin' you with some candles baby
I am way too poppin' for a scandal baby
You just really hard for me to handle baby
Wrapped around my finger and my ankle baby
Actin' like a child throwin' tantrums baby
Woah
Givin' you my all but you need more baby
Givin' me less takin' way more lately
Say you not impressed, bet say no more baby
YSL you but you crave more baby
Put you in a Urus when you came broke baby
Less grateful you complain more baby
Givin' you attention you don't pay no baby
Say you high maintenance
Oh my gracious
This is why you and I always stay clashin'
Felt a little spark might've just been matches
When you said Miami I ain't know you meant lashes
Van Cleef bracelet
I'm in your playlist
I don't compliment you much you always stay gassed up
Telling me you're doin' just fine in my absence
Hang up just to call me back girl you got attachment issues
Glad that you came and I'm with you
All these other bitches and I picked you
Know that you're the one
When you're M.I.A.
And I think about you 'cause I miss you
Look at all the trouble that you give me
Look at all the lovin' that I give you
Yeah
Yeah
Oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Mehmood
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