[Verse 1]
Racks on racks, money ginja me
Racks on racks, money is enticing me
Opps, they talk, say na frequency
Opponents, they talk, say it's a frequency
Had to laugh way they humor me
Had to laugh the way they amuse me
Runnin' it up with the urgency
Running it up with urgency
Streets dey over ginja me
The streets are really enticing me
From the wall to the window seat
From the wall to the window seat
In the sun, through the storm, in the winter
In the sun, through the storm, in the winter
I'm in the club, shawty moving like a ninja, ninja
I’m in the club, shorty moving like a ninja, ninja
Fresh to death, I'm beyond heat
Fresh to death, I’m beyond heat
Activist in my Dior jeans
Activist in my Dior jeans
Buss a jigg, feed you Molly
Buss a jig, feed you Molly
Feed my love like crack to this fiend
Feed my love like crack to this fiend
[Chorus]
I can't be your lover
I can't be your lover
Too many things to lose
Too many things to lose
You love me with no honor
You love me with no honor
Don't wanna leave, I don't
Don't wanna leave, I don't
I knew that you were trouble
I knew that you were trouble
Wasted eyes on you
Wasted eyes on you
I can't be your lover
I can't be your lover
Too many things to lose
Too many things to lose
[Verse 2]
Demon with the Dior on the dresser
Demon with the Dior on the dresser
Pop a Molly tessie in a Tesla
Pop a Molly tessie in a Tesla
Let it warm your back and your neck (Uh, uh, uh)
Let it warm your back and your neck (Uh, uh, uh)
I'ma film it all, make a best-of
I’m gonna film it all, make a best-of
Edit it all, make it scene on scene
Edit it all, make it scene on scene
Under it all, know you scheme on me
Under it all, know you scheme on me
Hottie million with a milli' on me
Hottie million with a milli’ on me
I wanna menage with the blicky on me
I wanna menage with the blicky on me
Turn the bass up, tell me what you want, want
Turn the bass up, tell me what you want, want
She want more to taste, uh, I can get it all, all
She wants more to taste, uh, I can get it all, all
Pretty little bitch, give me pretty, give me nana
Pretty little bitch, give me pretty, give me nana
Take me to Nirvana, diamond in the sky-y
Take me to Nirvana, diamond in the sky-y
[Chorus]
I can't be your lover
I can't be your lover
Too many things to lose
Too many things to lose
You love me with no honor
You love me with no honor
Don't wanna leave, I don't
Don't wanna leave, I don't
I knew that you were trouble
I knew that you were trouble
Wasted eyes on you
Wasted eyes on you
I can't be your lover
I can't be your lover
Too many things to lose
Too many things to lose
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