O.M.G
Baby, Oh my God, you're so gorgeous
Looking like a movie scene, looking like an artist
I scoped you from across the room, had to make you a target
Oh my God
Did you get it from your daddy or your mama
Bae, you're super thick, I know you eat pasta
Tryna sink my claws in you like a lobster
Spend some blues on you, baby, like a cop car
Splurging, Baby girl, you know I'm working
Fuck your ex, nigga, he was hurting
Hermes and Birkins
Bae I'll take you on excursions
Go to Turkey and get surgery
Anything you want, babe, You got it
I know she a never snitch I can buy her silence
Wanna see if it fit bae, then try it
Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe that store is not it.
Hit the bank, then it's cash day
World ending in the store, she spend her last day
Not a Christian, but she dying in Dior
I'm not a Fisher, but I'm hanging in New York
Your body a temple, baby, come give me the tour
Baby, Oh my God, you're so gorgeous
Looking like a movie scene, looking like an artist
I scoped you from across the room, had to make you a target
Oh my God,
Did you get it from your daddy or your mama
Bae, you're super thick, I know you eat pasta
Tryna sink my claws in you like a lobster
Spend some blues on you, baby, like a cop car
Why yall tripping? I'm just fine
12.45, about that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind
This shit cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind
Looking like a movie scene, looking like an artist
I scoped you from across the room, had to make you a target
Oh my God
Did you get it from your daddy or your mama
Bae, you're super thick, I know you eat pasta
Tryna sink my claws in you like a lobster
Spend some blues on you, baby, like a cop car
Splurging, Baby girl, you know I'm working
Fuck your ex, nigga, he was hurting
Hermes and Birkins
Bae I'll take you on excursions
Go to Turkey and get surgery
Anything you want, babe, You got it
I know she a never snitch I can buy her silence
Wanna see if it fit bae, then try it
Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe that store is not it.
Hit the bank, then it's cash day
World ending in the store, she spend her last day
Not a Christian, but she dying in Dior
I'm not a Fisher, but I'm hanging in New York
Your body a temple, baby, come give me the tour
Baby, Oh my God, you're so gorgeous
Looking like a movie scene, looking like an artist
I scoped you from across the room, had to make you a target
Oh my God,
Did you get it from your daddy or your mama
Bae, you're super thick, I know you eat pasta
Tryna sink my claws in you like a lobster
Spend some blues on you, baby, like a cop car
Why yall tripping? I'm just fine
12.45, about that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind
This shit cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind
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Writer(s): Justin Wilson
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