Wings Lyrics

Gotta just be yourself when I bring you around

Ain't got no reason to act different when my crew around

Can't get in with me, no new friends because I'm too up now

Aye haters who up now? I'm sippin' two cups now

I got Marni on my jeans

Balenciaga on my feet gon' give me wings

This bitch a slut now she tryna come fuck on the team

Bitch what you mean?

fuck what they think yea

She tryna fuck in the lobby

My new bitch doin' Pilates

I'm tryna cop me a new Bugatti

They seeing Lil' Juke with brand new shoes They thinkin' it's fubu probably

But I done bossed up, backseat of the whip Now I'm fuckin' two lil' hotties

yeah, huh

These niggas not my speed

Rockin' some new Celine, These niggas can't fuck with me

Might pour a deuce of lean, And your bitch gon' fuck with Ease

And they don't know what i seen, huh 'een

pink slip, paper tags, My bitch got a whole lotta ass

Niggas talk down, I'm bustin' his ass

Don't hit my phone if it ain't about cash

My bitch bad and she got class

And she hit my phone like Juke, you movin' too fast

Gotta just be yourself when I bring you around

Ain't got no reason to act different when my crew around

Can't get in with me, no new friends because I'm too up now

Aye haters who up now? I'm sippin' two cups now

I got Marni on my jeans

Balenciaga on my feet gon' give me wings

This bitch a slut now she tryna come fuck on the team

Bitch what you mean?

fuck what they think