hostess Lyrics

Saint Nick got my eyes on

I don't need ya number on the iPhone

It take twenty just to get up in this flight zone

It take more than what you think to keep the lights on, moving

Moving up I keep a tight zone

Gotta have some ones that I can fight for

Nocturnal cause we always up at night, yo

It get blurry know I gotta my sight though, drop the

Drop the bass on em from my flights, yo

This shit living in the future like a time zone

You can sing it but it's someone else who writes songs

Got some brothers in my corner I would die for

Gotta stay alive

I just learned to fly

Pull up round the nine

I don't spread the lies

I don't fuck with dudes who switching I got different ties

You be all on Instagram you love to see the likes ya

Ya you love to see the lies

Hate to live ya life

Get up on this wave

Wanna switch with mine

Ya they all admire

They peeping all around the world bout what I do, ya

Scared on what to choose

If they ride with me they don't lose nah

Roses, I get her roses

I'm on the top floor in my robe bitch

I got new flows bitch

Givenchy toeses

Soulless

I don't need nobody coming up in here with no soul bitch

I don't let nobody in my room except the hostess

They keep hitting on my phone like damn we ain't this close bitch

So much paper in the crib I think even my clothes rich

Uh

And they so entitled

Keep close with my rivals

Not exclusive tidal

Spotify and Apple bitch I'm bringing all the rivals