reflections Lyrics

40 on my waistline, don't know how that is

All these hoes gon' waste time and that's how it is

Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face

I can't lie, I see hers all the time

Baby I hate lying, baby I hate rules

I'll meet your parents when I'm comfortable with you

Her slide of hand when we get into my room

Yea baby get high, yeah get high, yeah

Yeah baby get high, yeah baby get high for real

Yeah I lost my sight, yeah I'm colorblind for real

I was told, that you gon' drop me off

Ain't hear a thing she said

I made my decision and she was gone

Waste time with the baddest bitches

and I can't get with the bitch I want

Hate life but damn let's get it

This money gon make it better for us

Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face

I can't lie, I see hers all the time

Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face

I can't lie, I see hers all the time

Baby I get up again, up again, up again

My money counter hold the bands

Got my brothers, fuck a friend

Rebound Bosh, its out to Allen

His three pointer, goes again.

Packs come up and packs come in

Don't say the dark, its hardy bitch

Racing like it's 96'

Need for speed when I'm in France

I'ma say the obvious

But you gon' be the problem bitch

40 on my waistline, don't know how that is

All these hoes gon' waste time and that's how it is

Got this hoe on the FaceTime, when I see your face

I can't lie, I see hers all the time

Baby I hate lying, baby I hate rules

I'll meet your parents when I'm comfortable with you

Her slide of hand when we get into my room