Leave your phone, come to mine
You'll catch a hand in due time
I think, think that I
Could ♥♥♥♥ the idea of him outta your mind
You said he rap, he ain't signed, that ain't a good sign
Change your mind, good conversation and some rosé wine
Honest, there's some other things you gotta mind
You 'mind me, ayy, ayy
The smoke got me talkin' in Dutch
A pill in Ibiza, so what?
She leanin' on me, I'm her crutch
She creamin' on me, I'm her crush
Her photos don't need a retouch
She askin' why haven't I nut
I didn't know we in a rush
Enjoyin' the moment, so hush
My album was payin' her bills
I don't even need a deluxe
Her stomach is flat as ♥♥♥♥
Shе still fit that ♥♥♥♥ in her gut somehow
The fat must a went in her butt somehow
I don't even ask her what's up
She sayin' that ♥♥♥♥ is natural
Don't care if she makin' it up