Fear Of Heights
Ayy, ayy, look
Why they make it sound like I'm still hung up on you?
That could never be
Gyal can't ruin me
Better him than me
Better it's not me
I'm anti
I'm anti
Yeah, and the sex was average with you
Yeah I'm anti 'cause I had it with you
Okay I'm anti like your daddy's sister
Anti like a family picture
And I had way badder b–es than you TBH
Yeah
That man he still with you he can't leave
Y'all go on vacation I bet it's Antilles
Let me stop
You know what, – it let me go
What? Ayy what? Ayy what? Ayy
Girl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law (huh)
Girl, you make me wanna work you like the job (ayy)
I know you a cat but can your – do the dog?
Let's go pound for pound I'm in Europe
Chrome Heart Culli' I had it imported
Got in my feelings I had to record it
I never met a – that wasn't for it
Don't pay for – I tip for the service
Let's keep it frank I just got dessert
I'm in the G-Wagen Maybach
Just like some currency
Baby they had to converted
I heard your bank account is on stuck
How can you keep it buck if you ain't got no bucks?
How can you keep it a hundred if you ain't got hundreds around
'Cause you stacking 'em up?
You n– for real, you n– sissy for real
Virginia I pull up and chill
You know you can't come where I stay
Before you get caught on a date
Before you get put on a plate (ah)
Before you get slid on like skates
Before I get turned up like bass
I know that look on they face
Don't tell me your scared of Lil' Drake
Don't tell me your scared of Lil' Aubrey
My n– crazy Wallahi
Don't even know how we escape
The chain on her neck is a A
And she got a lot that she need
So she gotta drop to the knees
Then she can go shopping for free
I got up with a opp at the mall
That n– was copping a plea
Out the country I link with OZ
Spending money ain't foreign to me
You don't do that – more than me
You don't do this – more than me
He might take you on trips
And he might have some hits but baby not more than me
He might be at the trap and order some ones
But ain't throwing more than me
What? Ayy what? Ayy what? Ayy
Girl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law (huh)
Girl, you make me wanna work you like the job (ayy)
I know you a cat but can your – do the dog?
Why they make it sound like I'm still hung up on you?
That could never be
Gyal can't ruin me
Better him than me
Better it's not me
I'm anti
I'm anti
Yeah, and the sex was average with you
Yeah I'm anti 'cause I had it with you
Okay I'm anti like your daddy's sister
Anti like a family picture
And I had way badder b–es than you TBH
Yeah
That man he still with you he can't leave
Y'all go on vacation I bet it's Antilles
Let me stop
You know what, – it let me go
What? Ayy what? Ayy what? Ayy
Girl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law (huh)
Girl, you make me wanna work you like the job (ayy)
I know you a cat but can your – do the dog?
Let's go pound for pound I'm in Europe
Chrome Heart Culli' I had it imported
Got in my feelings I had to record it
I never met a – that wasn't for it
Don't pay for – I tip for the service
Let's keep it frank I just got dessert
I'm in the G-Wagen Maybach
Just like some currency
Baby they had to converted
I heard your bank account is on stuck
How can you keep it buck if you ain't got no bucks?
How can you keep it a hundred if you ain't got hundreds around
'Cause you stacking 'em up?
You n– for real, you n– sissy for real
Virginia I pull up and chill
You know you can't come where I stay
Before you get caught on a date
Before you get put on a plate (ah)
Before you get slid on like skates
Before I get turned up like bass
I know that look on they face
Don't tell me your scared of Lil' Drake
Don't tell me your scared of Lil' Aubrey
My n– crazy Wallahi
Don't even know how we escape
The chain on her neck is a A
And she got a lot that she need
So she gotta drop to the knees
Then she can go shopping for free
I got up with a opp at the mall
That n– was copping a plea
Out the country I link with OZ
Spending money ain't foreign to me
You don't do that – more than me
You don't do this – more than me
He might take you on trips
And he might have some hits but baby not more than me
He might be at the trap and order some ones
But ain't throwing more than me
What? Ayy what? Ayy what? Ayy
Girl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law (huh)
Girl, you make me wanna work you like the job (ayy)
I know you a cat but can your – do the dog?
Credits
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Douglas John Ford, Ozan Yildirim, Nik Frascona, Simon Gebrelul, Benjamin Saint Fort, Joseph Machado, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons
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