
Lyrics
Last thing that you wanna do is come deep dive with a shark
Friends just like stars, only the real gon' shine in the dark
Only the real gon' give up they heart
And shit, if it's real, can't tear us apart
Lookin' like money, can't tell us apart
They had me fucked up, but I got it now
Pour us a drink, let's talk our problems out
I'm so locked in, I tell 'em, "Let me out"
Ay, bae, I'm right there
Ballin' in Balenci', cryin' all in Chanel
I'm at Isabelle's, wearing Isabel Marant
I got ten bad hos inside my section, think I'm Ja Morant
Wearin' number nine, and I feel fine, so I can't call her back
Once you cross me, ho, it's over, thought I told you hos 'bout that
I can't move her in a Rover, tryna paint yo' body black
Tryna see just where I'm at
All them questions killed the cat
This ain't what it was, this is what it's 'boutta be
Met you at the club, baby, who you tryna be?
I get high as fuck, ask if she can come with me
Walkin' through the mud, but I got out with clean feet
I need two eights right now, give me a 16
Heading to the top, but you can't come with me
Last thing that you wanna do is come deep dive with a shark
Friends just like stars, only the real gon' shine in the dark
Only the real gon' give up they heart
And shit, if it's real, can't tear us apart
Lookin' like money, can't tell us apart
They had me fucked up, but I got it now
Pour us a drink, let's talk our problems out
I'm so locked in, I tell 'em, "Let me out"
Ay, bae, I'm right there
Ballin' in Balenci', cryin' all in Chanel
(I got ten bad hos inside my section, think I'm Ja Morant)
(I'm at Isabelle's)
(I'm at Isabelle's)
(I got ten bad hos inside my section, think I'm Ja Morant)
(I'm at Isabelle's)
(I'm at Isabelle's)
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