Closed Curtains Lyrics

Uh uh uh Its Preme

What we doing

This how we feeling

This how we talking

Look, look

She wanna eat, might serve her

She want me to trust her that's uncertain

She tryna get close what's the purpose

If ain't bout the bread closed curtains

She wanna eat, might serve her

She want me to trust her that's uncertain

She tryna get close what's the purpose

If ain't bout the bread closed curtains

I don't know why you been tapped in

I charge for the game, you can learn my backend

Curve all the bitches, I only need one

I need some love that's everlasting

Back stroke back stroke I got her thick

When she walk in the room

You cannot miss her

I remember being broke eating the Nissin

Got my stacks up gourmet in the kitchen

I'm whipping, look at the wrist

I'm whipping

I'm spinning, look at the waves

They spinning

Get a vest, nigga you talking to a vet

You couldn't make me sweat

You couldn't make me sweat

She wanna eat, might serve her

She want me to trust her that's uncertain

She tryna get close what's the purpose

If ain't bout the bread closed curtains

She wanna eat, might serve her

She want me to trust her that's uncertain

She tryna get close what's the purpose

If ain't bout the bread closed curtains

I'm from the north, Moncler bubbles

You worried bout a bitch, you got me befuddled

I'm a cute nigga, no time for the scuffles

10 toes 10 toes, I never stumble

She wanna link in the hotel penthouse

Told me that you never hit it, you a penpal

Carl why you bugging on them nigga put the Pen down

This off the top so you gotta understand

Its Preme in God that I trust

All this water on me can't rust

And I'm steady with my game no rush

Say it, baby say my name

I saw I ain't change

I stayed the same

She wanna eat, might serve her

She want me to trust her that's uncertain

She tryna get close what's the purpose

If ain't bout the bread closed curtains

She wanna eat, might serve her

She want me to trust her that's uncertain

She tryna get close what's the purpose

If ain't bout the bread closed curtains