Immaculate ft. Drippy Season & FRThekidd Lyrics

Oh, oh

Baby girl, your so immaculate

Oh, oh

I didn't even know what's happenin

Oh, oh

You ain't have to make me sad, lil' bitch

Oh, oh

I want you to throw your ass to this

Money ain't the problem, you keep actin' bougie

Money ain't the problem, you be lookin' juicy

I be in a two seat

And I ain't losing you, bitch, you losing me

And what should I do if it's not for me

I don't even know how speak no English I speak guapanese

I just like the way you look, when you on knees

If you need someone to talk to, you can talk to me

'Cause I ain't got no problem with you

Why you keep tellin' me to do shit that I don't wanna do

And I was tryna find a way to prove it, cause I knew it was you

Off them perkys I ain't tryna lose it ain't tryna end up like dude

But baby, you love me

Baby, you just love me

It's not about money, I just want you to hug me

But you think that it's funny, how you wanted to dub me

It's like you a dummy, cause I'm runnin' up money

'Cause I'm running up mula

Bitch I'm a shooter

Your ex-man was a loser

Nigga, freak Kooda

And I don't want you to do much

I'm turnin' my crew up

These niggas only talk shit on computers

OG never brought us in he used to exclude us

But now he took us in because he gettin' old

Whippin' up that pot, I use a ladle and a little bowl

And life is a tomato roll

Young bull, you ain't goin' nowhere, stay at home

Stay at home

Oh, oh

Baby girl, your so immaculate

Oh, oh

I didn't even know what's happenin

Oh, oh

You ain't have to make me sad, lil' bitch

Oh, oh

I want you to throw your ass to this