prod ripnine

i dont even wanna try 
i cant even lie
niggas playing in my face
and it make my wanna die
im mad jus get the fuck out my hair
when im outside they stop and stare
im a villain bitch up in my lair
niggas talk shit like i even care
yea that boy a cuck go sit in the chair
might throw these bands all up in the air
dior jacket not rocking arcteryx
im tryna fuck not tryna marry
asking god like why
bad bitch she too shy
hate it when we fight
knock em out like mike
we gonna play that boy like a flute
ion even give a fuck we not cool
bitch im tryna get to the loot
walk in this bitch i feel like a fool
headphones on me i aint talking to you
up on saturn high as fuck
you weird as fuck like boy you a cluck
counting bands cos bitch im up
counting bands cos bitch im wha?
bitch im smokin u know how i do it
balenciaga on me we cruising
i cant do shit without my crew bitch ya
i dont even wanna try 
i cant even lie
niggas playing in my face
and it make my wanna die
im mad jus get the fuck out my hair
when im outside they stop and stare
im a villain bitch up in my lair
niggas talk shit like i even care
yea that boy a cuck go sit in the chair
might throw these bands all up in the air
dior jacket not rocking arcteryx
im tryna fuck not tryna marry
asking god like why
bad bitch she too shy
hate it when we fight
knock em out like mike

bc - playingg (prod. ripnine)

(prod. xoolice & gray)
lyrics:

this shit really bout a feeling
im way too high im on venus yea
im flexing this cash for no reason yea
im saying i love you, i mean it yea
keep trying nigga you cannot get this, aye
and i know if i switch ima still not change
you cannot hop on this shit boy you got no range
everything in life going like my own way
they seeing the glory and they want a taste
pull the racks out the bank just to slap em in face
and he wanting to be me bad, man its okay
and i might just be gone like m.i.a
niggas talk a lot of shit and they fold
these niggas bots OD like oh
you made the same song again its getting old
i dont fuck with these thotties hell no
i got a wife i cant fuck with these hoes
nigga had a choice and he fuckin chose
and im counting up this cash like a pro
i know i know i know yea
i know i know i know yea
im smoking on that doja
cant shop at saks oh no bra
took my hoe out to dover
im tryna model in vogue yea
she say im calliope
i block your wins like goalie
these niggas do not know me
i know they wish they knew me
im up too fast im zooming
i cannot fuck with groupies
i wake up never losing
i know im never losing
i know im never losing
this shit really bout a feeling
im way too high im on venus yea
im flexing this cash for no reason yea
im saying i love you, i mean it yea
keep trying nigga you cannot get this, aye
and i know if i switch ima still not change
you cannot hop on this shit boy you got no range
everything in life going like my own way
they seeing the glory and they want a taste
pull the racks out the bank just to slap em in face
and he wanting to be me bad, man its okay
and i might just be gone like m.i.a
niggas talk a lot of shit and they fold
these niggas bots OD like oh
you made the same song again its getting old
i dont fuck with these thotties hell no

@@calliope

lyrics

really wish i knew what, what was wrong with me
stressed and sad all day thats the time for me
nothing to do but wait on that fantasy
and when the time comes baby are you down for me
and when the time comes baby are you proud of me
never really got what you saw in me
i never liked myself until i saw what you seen
you looked me up and down read me like a magazine
you and me together yeah that shit a prophecy 
your name ringing in my head like constantly
and im still clinging to your scent like you bout to leave
and i say give me all your love i need all of it
 i dont care if this a test i need like all of this
and i dont care if you sick i need like one more kiss
i know that you love me i wanna hear you say it
i cant hate myself no more im steady meditating 

and i cant do too much theres still risk of breaking
and i cant do too much theres still risk of breaking 

really wish what, what was wrong with me
stressed and sad all day thats the time for me
nothing to do but wait on that fantasy
and when the time comes baby are you down for me
and when the time comes baby are you proud of me
never really got what you saw in me
i never liked myself until i saw what you seen
you looked me up and down read me like a magazine
you and me together yeah that shit a prophecy 
your name ringing in my head like constantly
and im still clinging to your scent like you bout to leave
and i say give me all your love i need all of it

and i say give me all your love i need all of it

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