what if Lyrics

I don't wanna live with like- what if's you know?

Hold on let me think, who else did you bring?

Lotta 4's in my cup, I'm sipping red I'm sipping pink (purple)

If you leave I'm pouring up, you saw the teardrops in my blink

If it fits, it sits, my rings up on your finger

Don't tell me shit when you miss her, you're not thinking straight

Let me take a picture of my mistake

Thinking Jerry Springer, diamonds on her face (uh-huh)

They gone keep on talking, they gone keep on hating

Couldn't give a fuck, Imma keep getting my paper

And if you get in my way (way)

Yeah you gone get sprayed in the face (spray, for real)

Hop out the fuck out my way

Back in this shit, yes I'm back in this shit

I put my work on imma put my back in this bitch

Flex my bag, imma get to bragging and shit, like my bitch (yeah)

Hide my face in the flicks, never catching shit (they ain't never)

Yeah, they ain't never catching this shit (forreal)

Yeah they ain't never ever gonna get as good as me (never)

If I catch her riding, imma be long gone

Walk my shit, talk my shit, having fun all night

Imma be saying the realest shit that you have ever heard

It gets boring as we speak so let me take my time out your words

Run up on me imma blast, breaking bad, counting cash (yeah)

Splash, I took a dive in that bitch I'm gone crash

Fly out the window, my body detached

Now she a widow, hope you know what I meant

And I ain't spit writtens ain't no time being spent

Writing, Cruising down with cash

Yeah, I just want that bag forreal

On a bitch? That's not money well spent

Hold on let me think, who else did you bring?

Lotta 4's in my cup, I'm sipping red I'm sipping pink (purple)

If you leave I'm pouring up, you saw the teardrops in my blink

If it fits, it sits, my rings up on your finger

Don't tell me shit when you miss her, you're not thinking straight

Let me take a picture of my mistake

Thinking Jerry Springer, diamonds on her face (uh-huh)

I bet you mad that I'm on her playlist, (what?)

I don't even check it, I just play it to play shit

Deflation, inflation, bitch (yeah)

Imma be on a radio station, with my kicks, aye

I really just be spitting shit no I don't waste no time

Cus it's my time you know imma shine, like my diamonds in the night

Then I pour up, until I throw up

Then I fall on the floor, pop pills want more

Time is an essence, life is a test but you didn't understand the question

Why would I ever explain to you how I spit this shit

You don't gotta worry about it just come and take this flick

And take this dick, up in yo throat

Let me fuck it up, imma leave you struck

I'm sorry, my bad, for the shit I say

Was my apology okay? I beg my pardon everyday

Yeah, hold on let me think, who else did you bring?

Lotta 4's in my cup, I'm sipping red I'm sipping pink (purple)

If you leave I'm pouring up, you saw the teardrops in my blink

If it fits, it sits, my rings up on your finger

Don't tell me shit when you miss her, you're not thinking straight

Let me take a picture of my mistake

Thinking Jerry Springer, diamonds on her face