My Collection! 2
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I, even if I, haha, even if I (woah, woah, woah, woah)
I know that you only hit me when you got a nigga
like I want something to do with you
Kimmy, I really think we could've had something special
but you never saw the big picture
Just being honest, it's still Cassidy over all y'all, baby, you know that I miss you
Fuck it, it's plenty of fish in the river, okay
okay, let's get back to the scripture (hey, hey)
Kyra just moved to L, A., I think she thirty-five now, she the oldest I'm hitting
Trust we could stay in the country, always tryna fly out, said she goin' back to Kenya
I seen Kiara, act like she ain't see me, but Kayla just text me, and say that she need me
But fuck it, it is what it is if you leaving, Selana, where you at? I'm back in Phoenix
Too many hoes in the DMs so I can't respond now, just act like I don't see it
Back in New Orleans, I'm looking for Ari, ain't gotta say much, girl, you know what I mean
Dani keep tryna spin back, had to put her in timeout, 'cause there's no point in linkin'
I can't do nothing with Imani, she don't wanna vibe out, if you know what I'm thinkin'
They always came out the blue asking me for some money, uh-uh, get somebody else to do it
Soon as I get on their nerves, they wan' go and be petty
and go post somebody else's music
Ain't tryna name a good girl in my life, but she throwin' my back
I don't know who else could do it (woah)
Yeah, I'm a rich nigga, baby, but I cannot buy you a bag
get somebody else to give it to you (woah)
See, can't right my wrongs, but I can write this poetry (I can write this poetry)
Wonder, if I wasn't Autumn!, would any of y'all notice me? (would she notice me?)
Aye Mani, she'll what I say
that's how it's supposed to be (that's how it's supposed to be, woah)
They just tell me I sound like Future if he was in Jodeci (if he was in Jodeci, woah)
Back of the Bentley Bentayga, we barely could fit in this bitch, it's like six hoes in here
Gucci, don't care about it, I put Pucci on everybody, it's some rich hoes in here
Pointers on everybody, diamonds pointing at everybody, now she kissing my ear
Look at that status, rose gold Patek, I'm thinking about Cassie (woah)
Thinking about Kim, she so damn talented
I'm thinking about Dallas, thinking about Austin (India)
I'm thinking about Sydney, ain't talking Australia
Missing Miami, put the bands on the dresser, shit look like Magic (woah)
Thinking 'bout Houston, I'm too influenced, but I still miss laughing
They always came out the blue asking me for some money, uh-uh, get somebody else to do it
Soon as I get on they nerves, they wan' go and be petty, and go post somebody else's music
Ain't tryna name a good girl in my life, but she throwin' my back
I don't know who else could do it (woah)
Yeah, I'm a rich nigga, baby
but I cannot buy you a bag, get somebody else to give it to you (woah)
Uh-uh, get somebody else to do it
Get somebody else to do it
Couldn't be me, girl, get somebody else to do it
Every time you text my phone, like
I don't even have to read what it said, like
I'm sitting here getting ready
Why do I smile every single time, like
I deadass have a crush on you for real, like, it's serious
Like, this is one of those, like, middle school crushes
Like, you dress good, so you're, like, just in case your crush comes to school that day
And, so, see you around for the year