Adore

Lyrics
[Intro] (Kasper, you crazy) [Chorus] Ooh, look baby, I got the juice Let them bands buss out the roof 'Cause I want it all, I want it all I'm a boss, baby, I choose Fuckin' spent hunnid on Trues Red bottoms or Jimmy Choo's 'Cause you get it all, you get it all I might just spend it on you, I might just spend it on you Christian Dior, Dior I might just buy out the store for you, yeah You the one that I adore, adore These bitches they gettin' ignored for you, yeah [Verse 1] Look, you know the money I get it You know the money I spend it You know I came up from nothing 'Cause you was wit' me in the trenches So you gon' be here with me flexin' Louis and Gucci expenses I know you like it expensive I know you like it aggressive Bring your body, lose attention Smoking the gas, I ain't stressin' I'm from a block of depression My hittas they pull up and pressin' if anybody dissin' you I'm in the trap and I usually don't answer But I might just call 'cause I'm missin' you These bitches all on your line They telling you lies, you probably gon' think it's true But you the one that I adore, yeah Can't catch me out with these whores, yeah [Chorus] Ooh, look baby, I got the juice Let them bands buss out the roof 'Cause I want it all, I want it all I'm a boss, baby, I choose Fuckin' spent hunnid on Trues Red bottoms or Jimmy Choo's 'Cause you get it all, you get it all I might just spend it on you, I might just spend it on you Christian Dior, Dior I might just buy out the store for you, yeah You the one that I adore, adore These bitches they gettin' ignored for you Christian Dior, Dior I might just buy out the store for you, yeah You the one that I adore, adore These bitches they gettin' ignored for you, yeah [Verse 2] I like how you don't fold when they applying that pressure I like how you petty, you boujee, you special, you extra These bitches they mad, they tweakin' Just tell 'em to catch up, don't let up These bitches they tired and fed up Still dealin' wit' shit I can't mention But you say you cool wit' that Lil' baby, tell me what's your intention? I got trust issues, if you say you love me, stay true to that I bring you to where I'm coolin' at That's where my shooters at I know you new to that, yeah Girl, your new drip, they like who is that? Tell 'em go Google that This a real style that we live I can show you a better scene Cut two tickets, fly out, Medellín Fuck that nigga you see in your dreams 'Cause I know that's where you wanna be, yeah This ain't no scammer, no scheme, yeah I adore you, you is a tease, yeah [Chorus] Ooh, look baby, I got the juice Let them bands buss out the roof 'Cause I want it all, I want it all I'm a boss, baby, I choose Fuckin' spent hunnid on Trues Red bottoms or Jimmy Choo's 'Cause you get it all, you get it all I might just spend it on you, I might just spend it on you Christian Dior, Dior I might just buy out the store for you, yeah You the one that I adore, adore These bitches they gettin' ignored for you Christian Dior, Dior I might just buy out the store for you, yeah You the one that I adore, adore These bitches they gettin' ignored for you, yeah
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Credits
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- Robin Banks