MY HEART Lyrics

Ay,

This girl doesn't care

All she wants is Jean-Paul Gualtier

Or pearl necklaces from Cartier

Bitch pull up like a Swiftie in a cardigan

She don't really care about nobody yeah

Pull up to her crib in a black Ferrari, yeah

If she's high maintenance, then I'm out of here

If she's high maintenance, then I'm out of here

If she's high maintenance, then I'm out of here

If she's high maintenance, then I'm out of here

Who the fuck are you to tell me my shit sucks

When the closest thing to rap you listen to is pop?

I don't get, people whose dream is being middle class

Couldn't live with myself if I didn't try to be a millionaire

I shoot for the stars, aim for the moon

If I miss, I might still land in a coupe

Motherfuckers, be praying that I lose

Shut the fuck up unless you wanna end on the news

I just hope you have a dream that you try to make come true

I hope you can do what you wanna do

I hope you can do what you wanna do

Just don't involve me in that shit

Don't put me around those idiots

Don't put me around those idiots

Yeah, please don't involve me in that fucking shit

Yeah, please don't put me around those fucking idiots

Those fucking idiots

My heart can't handle idiots

My heart can't handle idiots

My heart can't handle idiots

In the 488 on the freeway swerving

All this shit but my heart could still be hurting

In the 488 on the freeway, swerving

All this shit but my heart could still be hurting

Minimum wage working, I'll buy a bitch a Birkin

All these bitches twerking, but my heart could still be hurting

Minimum wage working, I'll buy a bitch a Birkin

All these bitches twerking, but my heart could still be hurting

My heart could still be hurting

Yeah, my heart, my heart, my heart

Yeah, my heart could still be hurting

My heart, my heart, my heart

My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart

My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart