Yeah, narsayee?
This ain't no love song
This is a thug song
Narsayee?
It's like-, yeah

It's a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood
When you're runnin' out of love, what d'you do?
I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you
I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh
She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah
She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah
Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly
We go Balmain then it's Off-White
(You my lady so I'ma make this right, yeah)
(I'ma make it right)

Yeah
Now listen, first things first
I ain't tryna do you wrong
We've been through worser shit before
You need me but I need them drugs, baby
At the Shard, I'm having dinner with the plug, baby
Runnin' out of luck and jakes are on us, goin' dumb crazy
Fours on fours, work her in the bando, hititn' fours on fours
No security, we hittin' main events for forty four
Pussy like a storm, she say she want some more, some more
When it rains, you know the saying, babe, it pours, it pours
Champagne on ice, chain on ice
My diamonds bright, don't watch the price
Got me for life, need to be wife
You make her cry? My hitters ride

It's a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood
When you're runnin' out of love, what d'you do?
I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you
I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh
She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah
She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah
Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly
We go Balmain then it's Off-White
(You my lady so I'ma make this right, yeah)
(I'ma make it right)

Yeah
Overseas, ate already but know I'ma steady eat it
You my queen, put a baby in your belly, you gon' keep it
Need another, you gave me a daughter, give a girl a brother
All my niggas in the system, bangin' out all summer
All my niggas in the jail, they comin' soon
(Burning on that smooth)
Getting nasty in the room
Up in the sky, look at the view

It's a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood
When you're runnin' out of love, what d'you do?
I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you
I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh
She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah
She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah
Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly
We go Balmain then it's Off-White
(You my lady so I'ma make this right, yeah)
(I'ma make it right)