What Ya Want Lyrics

what ya want

Yeah,

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So I'm drippin, Saint Laurent

Said I'm drippin, Saint Laurent,

She had chrome heart glasses on

Got money on me, ya fasho

Closest ones will slime you , ya you never know

I was talking to her friend and she ain't even know

I'm a Gentleman but she made me a asshole

Counting up cash in the morning

I'm still in my ma mucking pjs

Ain't buying no flowers for her

What the fuck this look like? V-day

No gifts this ain't yo bday

She a lil brat, she like nes you a meanie

Feel like teddy when I'm rocking balenciaga, ya I just bought me a beanie

I'm rocking Marni, these ain't uggs

She want a French bulldog or a pug

Heart a lil colder but I still like hugs

Been through a lot might write me a book

Everytime I post sum, ya they be shook

They don't know how I made it this far

Whole lotta pain but the goal remain the same , ya I got go go work hard

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I don't know what they talking about?

All I know is they talking for clout

Spit pain that's what I'm about

The ones who down ain't say they need help

Don't worry I'm with you, you gon make it out

Yea I'm dealing with loss I didn't kno how i felt

All that feeling inside, ya I thought it would melt

But I ain't waist time, LV on my belt

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Givenchy hoodie what I want

My Marni slippers yea she want

800 these gallery departments

Expensive sweatpants got new garments

My bag got bigger, it got enormous

Got so much, yea, it's kind of alarming

she bad, and she built different, yea she no army

She said you better call me and her name Carmen

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