Lyrics:
in the whip with her friends
Now we speeding by a cop car
She wanna shop for the latest trends
Gucci, Louis, and the Prada
She don't care about
the truth,
We can handle the truth,
Just give us some truth,
Share with us the truth,
We'll give you our truth
Talk out they neck like a chain smoker (Talk)
Louis Vuitton on the chain choker (Louis)
Night after functions, a hangover (Phew)
A Perc' and the Henny,
Designer this Designer that
Polo caps Louis bags
Niggas been stealing swag
I popped out without popping tags
Niggas been mad since grade school
Moms
my dream
(can't handle it babe can't handle it babe)
i wanna be with you right now
oh i'd be kissing you right now
i wanna hold you,
be in control
nothing
I ain’t asking for too much
I’m exhausted but I’m tough
Treat me with care like fragile stuff
Heart ain’t in between my legs
But you still handle
can't handle the truth so I'm daring to say
That I'm going to care less
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
I can't keep them shut
'em, ayy
Cookin' that heat no kitchen, yeah-yeah
Decisions, decisions (woo)
Should I keep all these hunnids or give it? (Grr)
Do I post up or handle
shordies undoing my Denim
While I'm in Amalfi
Pack me a Louis bag
Hop on a first class
Don't care what it cost me
I ain't gon lie to you baby
Got too many
like I really care
When we handle our business sorry they were never there
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for
If I give my heart to you, will you handle it with care?
Will you always treat me tenderly and in every way be fair?
If I give my heart to you,
How you want a Birkin and baby you ain't been working
But want yo face done by a surgeon
I done show you care when I'm in need you never urgent
Ima
Ciarra Tape
Okay Bryant, let's see what makes you so poppin'
Queen to a king, goddess of mine, apple of eye
Product of my positive side, right by
a porno star who cares if her man a trip
I can handle it its so scandalous
Y'all ride 18's we ride 26's
Big truck Big wheels rollin' ova ditches
Dollar for my hand
Diamond for my wrist
Prada on my feet
Steady rocking Louis V
Every time I pull up with my G's
Oh my God you don shut it down
the mayane
Call me by my nayame
You all drunk up off this gayame
No Mariah Carey
But just like canary
You gon’ sayang
And you gon gloat with all this dick
(Band) uh
Uh (Let the band play)
Yeah, yeah
I don't care how it get done
Just get that shit done (Okay)
Dior with some retros
Luggage by Louis
know me, man up and handle shit.
I could’ve finished college,
Should’ve had a career.
Now I smoke pounds
And never care what I wear.
I coulda ran away
guideline)
One day, four times
You don't mind that I don't care
God is fair
Hello I would like to tell you about my love affair
With my husband
care about the ice
Louis V and double G
Don't last forever
By the blood he made me clean
Only cause I let him
got from you
Manolo and Prada's her style
Louis, Burberry by the pile
All them things she got, she got from you
All them things she got, she got
handle me with care
Raise me to your lips
Don't set me down
At night I watch you as you breathe in the dark
Feeling enchanted and absorbed by you
And I
there with my bro bro
Man I don't care
Looking like a G sit tight while i go clear
It's mad just deep it, deep it
Quick facetime
When she needs, it needs
If I give my heart to you, will you handle it with care?
Will you always treat me tenderly and in every way be fair?
If I give my heart to you,
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