REGIME

[Verse 1]
You say that you love me, girl, is you gon' back that up?
Are you finna back that up? Mmm, I gotta know
You say that you want me, girl, but I gotta know
I gotta know, I gotta—
Shawty don't see my intentions
All of them pure, you should be sure
I don't just wanna fuck, I need real love (Real)
Girl, swing by to the crib, we could both get turnt up (Yeah-yeah)
Put your ex-man up in this blunt, he gon' get burnt up
Yeah

[Bridge]
They cannot fuck with the fleet
Who been doing this shit like me?
She want a pic, she geeked
Calling that SOS
No, girl, I'm not naïve
I know y'all fake, I see it, believe me
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm with the birds, tryna get fleek
Void, it's all on my tee
I had to curve 'cause she from the streets (Nah, nah)
She ain't for me
Still gotta keep it player
Stash up that vault with the heat
I could make a whole tape in a week
I be doing this shit like it's easy
They ain't ready for the new regime
Better tap in, lil' bitch, I'm next
Sleep is the cousin of death
They still sleepin' on me, I'm impressed
I'm getting this vent off my chest
We move at night like it's mo'fuckin' chess
You got an attitude problem, get checked
Shawty want me to slide to her address