FELL IN LUV WITH A STRIPPER

Aye, yeah I fell in luv woah

I fell in luv woah

I fell in luv woah

I fell in luv woah

I fell in luv woah

I fell in luv with a stripper (Okay)

And she just wanted my paper (Okay)

I was too high off the liquor (Alright)

I fucked that bitch like I hate her (Okay?)

I'm so tired of these hoes

I'm goin' out of control

If I love you, I'm lettin' you know

If I love you, I'm puttin' you on

These bitches be watching my actions

These bitches be feelin' my fashion (feelin' my fashion)

I'm too fly for this shit can'een leave hashtags in my captions (in my captions)

I done ran up my bag, that shit gave me lotta attraction

Bitch be feelin' my songs, she thinks that I'm Michael Jackson

I'm too high lil bitch, got whole lotta drank in my shit huh

Married to these drugs, I been poppin' Percocets

Called that bitch my girl, now she take it as a flex huh

All designer shit, put that bitch in Vetements