Into it..
[Intro]
Pretty much I cannot forgive you
I mean i can’t
I cannot forget what you did and how you made me feel
And how little you were there for me
I cannot, I cannot know all of that and let you in my life
Because that is like so
So so so

(Yeah oh oh oh oh)

(Yeah yeah oh)

[Hook]

In a GLE the fast lane
3 bands for my fit that’s insane
Put white gold my wrist my damn chain (beee)
Im her ringtone she like when I
I’m her ringtone she like when i sing
And she a bad bitch won’t give me hell
And my name ring like a bell
My pants Ksubi my shirt Chanel
And if a nigga try me get sent to hell
I bring the Glock in at all my parties
I’m throwing hundreds all on her body
I’m throwing hundreds all on her body
She gon leave with me thou’ so don’t you try it
I turnt up cause you left
My pockets fat they wide in depth
And I’m strapped up but you can’t tell
My life a story but it ain’t no tale!
We In Dior i bought the shelf
Take off your door with .55’ shells
And I’m on my grind but it ain’t no rail
And they know imma shine they know imma fill
[verse]

The motion the racks the motion the racks
I had to get into it, I had to get into it
I had to get into it
Gotta bad bitch like my music
And I’m sending shots like Cupid
I run it up in a brand new town
And niggas hating i keep my Cal
My Forgies skating around around
I spent 600 on your Louis gown
Had to get a new hoe cause you won’t down
Turned to the wock man cause i got a frown
That shit you said to me yeah it brought me down
That shit you said

[Bridge]
I walk in Neimans I’m flexing
Got designer all on my body
And she know that I’m stepping
Too turnt up yeah you can’t try it
Too turnt up yeah you can’t try it

[Hook]
In a GLE the fast lane
3 bands for my fit that’s insane
Put white gold my wrist my damn chain (beee)
Im her ringtone she like when I
I’m her ringtone she like when i sing
And she a bad bitch won’t give me hell
And my name ring like a bell
My pants Ksubi my shirt Chanel
And if a nigga try me get sent to hell
I bring the Glock in at all my parties
I’m throwing hundreds all on her body
I’m throwing hundreds all on her body
She gon leave with me thou’ so don’t you try it
I turnt up cause you left
My pockets fat they wide in depth
And I’m strapped up but you can’t tell
My life a story but it ain’t no tale!
We In Dior i bought the shelf
Take off your door with .55’ shells
And I’m on my grind but it ain’t no rail
And they know imma shine they know imma fill