Charmer

Lyrics

[Verse] You might love me, but that don't mean I love you back All the drugs in the whip, like damn, this might be a trap Niggas get a few plays and then they don't how to act If you can't work hard, then you shouldn't fucking rap If you ain't like me, then you shouldn't fucking act If you treat me bad, don't be surprised when I react I notice everything, forever keeping track You think you found me, but there's another map I'm at the restaurant with a fat ass white bitch She ordered like twenty things, get out my sight, bitch I'm using this girl just to make a few dollars She think I'm the dog, but I got her by my collar She's asking my friends what my interests is They said I make music, so now she listening She hear Working 365, said "Oh my gosh" Christo you suck, but you're charming like a God I'm like what the fuck, but I can't get mad I need her to buy me shit, so I can spend a big bag I'ma use this ho' for all of her cash She can give me feature money, she get this from her dad I talk to like five women, it be tiring sometimes I got to re-read texts to make sure I ain't contradict my lies She says she's nineteen, I say, "You aren't my type" I like girls in their thirties with a wine mom vibe I drink the wine up like a moth to the light I'm chasing dreams of victory, I can't waste my time I don't have much left, so God, please show a sign I'm not these little kids, I can really rhyme [Bridge] Water recedes just as fast as it rushes forward [Verse] You might love me, but that don't mean I love you back All the drugs in the whip, like damn, this might be a trap Niggas get a few plays and then they don't how to act If you can't work hard, then you shouldn't fucking rap If you ain't like me, then you shouldn't fucking act If you treat me bad, don't be surprised when I react I notice everything, forever keeping track You think you found me, but there's another map I'm at the restaurant with a fat ass white bitch She ordered like twenty things, get out my sight, bitch I'm using this girl just to make a few dollars She think I'm the dog, but I got her by my collar She's asking my friends what my interests is They said I make music, so now she listening She hear Working 365, said "Oh my gosh" Christo you suck, but you're charming like a God I'm like what the fuck, but I can't get mad I need her to buy me shit, so I can spend a big bag I'ma use this ho' for all of her cash She can give me feature money, she get this from her dad I talk to like five women, it be tiring sometimes I got to re-read texts to make sure I ain't contradict my lies She says she's nineteen, I say, "You aren't my type" I like girls in their thirties with a wine mom vibe I drink the wine up like a moth to the light I'm chasing dreams of victory, I can't waste my time I don't have much left, so God, please show a sign I'm not these little kids, I can really rhyme