Hand On My Chest (THC)
Fine little girl like you, shouldn't be tweaking over lames
Fine little girl like you
(Ugh)
Right hand on my chest, I swear to God
She just wanna use my name
Look at them hating ass hoes
They just mad that you my main
A pretty girl like you, shouldn't be tweaking over lames
I know that you be in the gym
So if I cheat you know I got nothing to gain
Stop with all the cap, just stop all that yap
That's what she had said to a young nigga
She thought this was a front, she thought this was an act
Like I can't even show no fucking love nigga
She said that she don't wanna see me (Why)
Like a veteran, she getting PTSD
She said her old mans did her wrong, he was greazy
Well, cut that nigga off, then charge him like a PC (It's calm)
You do not believe (No)
Now you feeling grief (Dummy)
Right hand on my chest and on my wrist is some Van Cleef
What I say is real like I just came from Tel Aviv
They lying with they calls, like I just hate this referee (Ohh)
Right hand on my chest, I swear to God
She just wanna use my name
Look at them hating ass hoes
They just mad that you my main
A pretty girl like you, shouldn't be tweaking over lames
I know that you be in the gym
So if I cheat you know I got nothing to gain
I am
My ex didn't do shit to me, I'm in love with him
Fine little girl like you
(Ugh)
Right hand on my chest, I swear to God
She just wanna use my name
Look at them hating ass hoes
They just mad that you my main
A pretty girl like you, shouldn't be tweaking over lames
I know that you be in the gym
So if I cheat you know I got nothing to gain
Stop with all the cap, just stop all that yap
That's what she had said to a young nigga
She thought this was a front, she thought this was an act
Like I can't even show no fucking love nigga
She said that she don't wanna see me (Why)
Like a veteran, she getting PTSD
She said her old mans did her wrong, he was greazy
Well, cut that nigga off, then charge him like a PC (It's calm)
You do not believe (No)
Now you feeling grief (Dummy)
Right hand on my chest and on my wrist is some Van Cleef
What I say is real like I just came from Tel Aviv
They lying with they calls, like I just hate this referee (Ohh)
Right hand on my chest, I swear to God
She just wanna use my name
Look at them hating ass hoes
They just mad that you my main
A pretty girl like you, shouldn't be tweaking over lames
I know that you be in the gym
So if I cheat you know I got nothing to gain
I am
My ex didn't do shit to me, I'm in love with him
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