PLEASER

[VERSE 1]
What my name is?
I’ll usually blow a band when i’m anxious
New Givenchy for the banquet
And an LA bitch feeling heinous
Tell the girl hold on for the lane switch
It’s about three lakes in her anklet
Swear being timeless so thankless
So I made sure the watch stay faceless
Oh how gracious
Tell me what it mean?
I ain’t hit a draft but we ball for the team
Everywhere we go she disturbing the peace
Tell me why the fuck you tryna yell in Celine?
New Martine, she love her roses
New black coupe, she love her lotus
Can’t decide which clothes, i'm focused
So we bought every rack on the floor bitch
Hope they notice

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl let’s get paid, paid, paid
Let’s have our way, way, way
Cop shit all day, day, day
Girl let’s get more more more
That bitch don’t want no war
Fuck up that Chanel floor
Til' we don’t want no more

[VERSE 2]
Not 100 niggas with the talent needed will she leave the demon, well i’ll never know
It’s 100 women with a pending Visa tryna meet a nigga but she’ll never know
I’m a reckless nigga with a ego problem but she always calling saying "baby please"
But our only problem is we never solve them unless me or her is getting on our knees
Bitch tell that boy
Big 14 you ain’t making no noise
Fuck 1 2 imma aim for the boy
Paris M bitch so I came for the war
Fresh to the death but my clothes from the morgue
Can’t a young nigga make bands no more?
Girl we can’t call up your friends no more?
Niggas tryna stop my scripture
Please babe, no more pictures

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl let’s get paid, paid, paid
Let’s have our way, way, way
Cop shit all day, day, day
Girl let’s get more more more
That bitch don’t want no war
Fuck up that Chanel floor
Til' we don’t want no more
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl let’s get paid, paid, paid
Let’s have our way, way, way
Cop shit all day, day, day
Girl let’s get more more more
That bitch don’t want no war
Fuck up that Chanel floor
Til' we don’t want no more

[BRIDGE]
Heard you lost your way
Down and out, oh baby
And Hell won't let you in
So hopeless, so hopeless
Well won't you come my way?
I'll fulfill your needs, baby
And we can make our names
So hopeless, so hopeless

[Outro]
I don’t what you need me for
I’m not tryna be your decor
Jesus Christ in Christian Dior
Baby you don’t even pray no more
Supermodel, you so sincere
Call my phone like “i need you here, in the A, man i’m so alone
Paris baby, won’t you come home?”