Exclusive Lyrics

You look like you really got it

Prada, Gucci, Louis, Fenty on your body

She got all the qualities to make you want her

Independent, smart, and really bout her guala

Baby what's uncommon is someone that's common

What's a queen if she ain't got nobody?

Baby I'm the king of making you feel wanted

Never sell my love, pawn, or auction

I would rather show my love, touch your body

Put you undercovers like the coppers

I would rather slow it up, make it longer

We go fast then imma kamikaze

Baby girl I chose you to fuck with me

The same way you chose me to keep you company

Luckily, things turned out way better than we thought it'd be

Thought that we, would be another regret we don't wanna keep

Something she, did to a nigga to make him wanna go exclusive

Really girl it ain't no hate to them other niggas that done tried to do it

But you know I really ain't like them other niggas

They done put you through it

And now you hate them all but me

Quality, usually scarce in quantity

You so sexy, God knew what he did when he made that physique

Baddie B, fat ass in jeans

I'd go to war, call the cavalry and leave them all with casualties

You look like you really got it

Prada, Gucci, Louis, Fenty on your body

She got all the qualities to make you want her

Independent, smart, and really bout her guala

Baby what's uncommon is someone that's common

What's a queen if she ain't got nobody?

Baby I'm the king of making you feel wanted