Met Gala

Lyrics

[Chorus] I got racks and they get tossed just like Serena I'm in the latest, ho, checkin' my demeanor Bad bitch went on the run, have you seen her? Now I'm fuckin' this bad vibe, look like Selena Met Gala, I was drippin' Valentino Sippin' codeine, I ain't got no one to lean on (Uh) I just keep it pimpin', Ike and Tina Uh, I was in the trenches when I re'd up [Verse 1] I've been fightin' all my demons, yeah, my head strong Tryna play me like a fool, know you dead wrong Ain't no feelings, my body on them meds, huh All this pain in my body, grab the headphones Hood baby, I just came up out the ghetto Miss my brother down the road, he got death row Fuck these thotties, I got caught up with a redbone Different color, diamonds shinin', look at these blue stones Cruisin' on a yacht in all Marino (Uh) Smokin Ubé, got me stupid, this that pheno (This that pheno) G gone set the diamonds got her fiendin' (Got her fiendin') Shawty made a purchase, I'm the reason (I'm the reason) Uh, hangin' with the stars, I've been dreamin' (I've been dreamin') Hmm, came up from the gutter, I was schemin' (I was schemin') Uh, different color bags, different season (Different seasons) Ayy, shawty show her flag, I bet I'm leavin' (Leavin') [Chorus] I got racks and they get tossed just like Serena I'm in the latest, ho, checkin' my demeanor Bad bitch went on the run, have you seen her? Now I'm fuckin' this bad vibe, look like Selena Met Gala, I was drippin' Valentino Sippin' codeine, I ain't got no one to lean on (Uh) I just keep it pimpin', Ike and Tina Uh, I was in the trenches when I re'd up [Verse 2] Throwin' Ls, bae, thuggin' with my feet up (Yeah) Shawty on her knees, beggin' not to leave her (Oh, woah) Bitch been on the run, fuck it, I ain't seen her (Woah) Show me royalty, lil' baby, help me clean up (Woah) I'm in the drop top, the sunroof got an attitude (Woah) Baby, fuck me with some passion like I'm mad at you (Like I'm mad at you) She on all fours, tryna show me gratitude Bitch, I'm goin' up, tell 'em check the latitude (Oh) FN fucked 'em up and they wan' check the splatter, woah (The splatter) I'm the trendin' topic, Rex be startin' chatter, woah (Topic) Whiteboy get the table, I might get the ladder, bro (Woah, woah, woah) Roddy startin' havoc, Chaz gon' make 'em panic, woah (Woah) [Chorus] I got racks and they get tossed just like Serena I'm in the latest, ho, checkin' my demeanor Bad bitch went on the run, have you seen her? Now I'm fuckin' this bad vibe, look like Selena Met Gala, I was drippin' Valentino Sippin' codeine, I ain't got no one to lean on (Uh) I just keep it pimpin', Ike and Tina Uh, I was in the trenches when I re'd up [Outro] Are you fucking serious right now? Eighty-eight messages later and you still haven't hit my line Like, are you fucking avoiding me? What the fuck do I have to do to get your attention? I miss you and you don't even care Like, just answer the fucking phone You know what? You probably never cared Fuck you, Pyrex