
Your Fault ft. Lindsey Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I don't know what you heard about me
But I'm back in the booth and it's plain to see
That I'm here to stay, get up out my way
Til I get my pay, take you back like it's Y2K
Gold touch like I'm Midas, sicker than a virus
Fit right, Off-White, bitch, like I'm righteous
Take over the world like a crisis, cash won't blind us
Put some in my hand just to try it
Don't ask if my chain is real, I really hate it
'Cause I gotta keep sayin' that it's really gold-plated
Fake it til you make it
Gotta stay patient til I get a new watch and a couple gold bracelets
Drip from the neck down, chest out
Got your girl's eyes on me you look stressed out
Take a seat, take a drink, gonna borrow her for right now
Damn, do I really gotta spell it out
I think that you know the truth
I'd never be with you
'Cause fuck one last call
You know that this is your fault
Didn't mean to make you fall
Guess that I just gotta ball
'Cause this drip I make it
Wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter
Took so much from me left me so empty
But this isn't healthy, I know I deserve better
This drip is getting wetter
You say "I wish I never met her"
But I know the truth
You wish that this was on you
Live on my island and nobody by it
Won't hire me, bitch, I'll be my own client
Broke up with you, now I'm lonely and private
I like it this way, no regrets in the slightest
I'm movin' on but you sittin' there silent
Tears in your eyes, damn, I knew you were cryin'
Thinkin' 'bout me, girl, I'm all on your brain it's a riot
Please don't get violent with me don't you try it
I think that you know the truth
I'd never be with you
'Cause fuck one last call
You know that this is your fault
Didn't mean to make you fall
Guess that I just gotta ball
'Cause this drip I make it
Wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter
I think that you know the truth
I'd never be with you
'Cause fuck one last call
You know that this is your fault
Didn't mean to make you fall
Guess that I just gotta ball
'Cause this drip I make it
Wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter