Helium Lyrics

Never tell a opp your secrets

Flex on opp hoes for no reason

Laugh to the bank like comedians

HA, HA, HA, HA

He want my snap and my premium

She trying to blend in, chameleon

I'm high like inhaling helium

Me and my niggas like fuck her, but we ain't having a threesome

Looking this good should be a crime, tell her call a policeman

They be talking down online, but that's just a opinion

I don't need no jewelry to shine

I'm dripping

Bitch, keep sipping

Talking 'bout me when I'm fine, you hoes is clearly tripping

You hoes have clearly lost it

No Santana, bitch, I'm saucey

No Kelis, bitch, I'm bossy

Said I'm broke, that's when she lost me

Starting to feel like Jesus Christ when all you niggas cross me

Fighting with my nigga starting to feel like Whitney and Bobby

Hiding all my personal business, I turn into the Dolly

Bitches gon' hate me, probably

Niggas gon' hate me, probably

Might commit suicide, do or die, I don't even feel sorry

Deep inside, I'm not alive

It's like I strive to live

I been trying to put shit together, I'm done trying to build

They gon' always try to discredit me, but I'm in the field

I made the list

I'm not on billboard, but I'm making hits

Never tell a opp your secrets

Flex on opp hoes for no reason

Laugh to the bank like comedians

HA, HA, HA, HA

He want my snap and my premium

She trying to blend in, chameleon

I'm high like inhaling helium