RR Fr

[Verse]
Let's be real, you chosin' fun over love
Before you sit inside the crip you rather hit the club, uh-huh
It's okay to go and turn up with your friends
You pretty, shit, I get it, yeah, you gotta get them bands
Had to talk wit Ayana, like don't trip, keep your man
We could still fuck, baby, just squeeze me in your plans
I want that ass in the palm of my lil hand
How you got a nigga, but you be in my head?
Pfft, got me fucked up
How the fuck I'm not gon' love, she got a dumptruck
Soon as I slip 'em, say I love you, fill my cup up
Hardly let down, I don't expect none from a dumb slut
I want loyalty, I want true love
I done make so much this year, I don't know who to trust
I done ran out on my options, it's just me and drugs
If shе ever cross my mind, I might go pick her up
Ayе, and I mean it
If I say something that holds substance, I ain't just leanin'
Expensive air inside, that's what we breathin'
I'm OCA for real, you can't just ride with us, you bleedin'
Pfft, I turned his bitch into a believer
She got a peek in my account, now she ain't leavin'
Balenciaga'd down for the season
My wrist'll make you drown, we on the deep end
Will she stay the night, man that just depends
I got benjamins, I don't need friends
If you on my end, then we gon' make some millions
We can take it far to put inside your feelings
Double R for real, I'm rich until they kill me