Lyrics:
Only time we go on them dates
Bae we shop at the mall
We gone take trips out the country
Fuck it
Yeah we ball
Ima spend racks on your purse
I don't
Hook
My creature say he ain't sliding if he can't bring the strap in
Evisu Jeans with Hysteric purse, he got the strap in
You gon change like tyde, i
You say you wanna fuck because I'm bad
Say he wanna treat me like nobody had
Wanna buy me all the purses and designer bags
Steady flexing for
the dirt
Lil bitch keep my 40 in her purse
But I'm putting money first
Chinese wit the work
Every hour it rushes, rush hour
I'll leave you in crutches,
Heart breaker she scandalus
More worried if she glamorus
Love cost everything to her
Damn the flowers buy the purse
This love is so dangerous
I don’t
Pull up and Merc (Merc), Pull up I put 'em in dirt
Bad bitch she foreign like Dirk, mini skirt matchin' the purse
Mini skirt matching the purse
Lil baby she a bad bitch
Watch her work sum
Got her hair did
Shoes and Louie Purse on
Swear that pussy magic
Yea it's worth sum
More priceless
had to put myself first
Sorry lil bitch can't buy you no purse
Everything I got yeah got it out the dirt
Wonder why you broke cause you ain't putting in
Cops shooting first then they askin' questions
Clock'd to a hearse they said they need protection
Glock's in her purse cuz she can feel the tension
a purse but i bought myself a Shoe bag on her
Pockets bulging I got them Blue racks on me
They like Who that Nigga with the durag on em
Hit her good so she
Hold my purse
Bitch i'm bout to go in
Need a dike hoe with braids
Cause I know she got hands
Hold my purse
Bitch i'm bout to go in
Need a dike hoe
mania the reason why I cracked
Safety first
The safe is first
And then I'm filling up the pocket of my ladies purse
Would probably feel a little better if
sign or your purse size
As I stare into your hurt eyes to reverse time
I can see its been a long time since the first time
That you followed your first
But nigga, imma push to get my mom designer purses
Boy we aiming for that MVP
In that gated foreign mansion, pocket full of Gs
All the money, power,
a look
Not the one for pictures told lil shawty pack it up
Versace on my scarf and Louie V all on her purse
Chrome heart jeans b.b simons hold em up
Niggas
Say you love
I love you back yeah
Way it look we falling back
Love like the purses from Saks yeah
Thinking 'bout taking it back
Arguments every night
works
This love is so blurred
I know it probably hurts
Put your heart in your purse
Better yet, in a hearse
Oh, that's not how it works
This love is so
just want letters on ya purse
To hit the mall
I always pick up when you call
You know I’m finna ball
Baby you can have it all
Baby girl you ain’t
Riding in a Demon my bitch in a Ghost
Feel like a Demon how I take her soul
Bought a new crib at the top top floor
Keep a stick in her purse that my
I'm onna move til the evening
Fucking on this bitch and
She love when I go deep in
She say can I get that purse
I'm like bitch keep eating
Opps a never
When we ride in the maybck n royces w never drop the curtain
This vale be swerving, motor turnt Dior the purse
Im rich off of Ep's on purpose X2
I
diamonds
And baby you should know
That you deserve purses
And baby you should know
Your beauty is timeless
And baby you should know
I'll never stop fighting
Purse bitch
On a GURT
The bitch is
On a GURT
On God i'mma
Leave her in the dirt
Mini skirt now she
Askin' what i'm worth
Spent your house not
When I was I was young , I would take what I want out my mommas purse
Out my momma purse,
I wanted money the feelin of Lavish is all I want
Nigga
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