All That Matters

Look at you with your bad self Make me creep in the night like a mad self And them boy had a chance but them man failed And you went and brought a Mini with your dad's help Look, you love to scream out the kid’s name You have to give me a reason to spit game I let you pose in the mirror with my big chain Shit, I let you ride when we switch lanes Got me laying with my hands tight Are you bringing out your bad side? And tonight, yeah, we’re doing things my way Cause them man said they're good but them man lied Look, what they're speaking is untrue I let you buss back when my gun shoot So you deserve rounds tonight And if I come it’s only fair that you cum too Girl, what you saying? Never had a nigga hold you down like this Never had a nigga hit you up with a backstroke Never had a nigga make you sound so slip Scratches all on my back Girl why you gotta be so aggressive? You tell the world that it's mine But I think your ex man never really got the message So leave that to me girl, I got this And cater for me cause I got you And 15 yellow and brown ones don’t mean shit Cuh girl they are not you Man I swear on my life Every time we arrive it's a hype cause they wave when we bop thru Like Kanye & Kim, rah where you been? Man I'd be pissed if I lost you Look, babygirl, stand up Show em that Christopher Kane Show em that Ferragamo, let em all know Valentino on your wrist, oh my days Babygirl, put your hands up Tell 'em calm down, it's okay And you ain't gotta go and get mad Ain't nobody taking your place Look, got me tied with some handcuffs Shit, don’t you dare put your pants up Million dollar pussy on my mattress Yeah, babygirl's got me bankrupt Look, made me jump up on my gang stuff Cause the pengtings always come with the fan club You know your inbox all crammed up Tell em hands off or I make em put their hands up but Back to the us shit Straight back to the love shit Straight back to 'your parents are sleeping, we’re gonna wake em up' shit That 'we don’t give a fuck' shit Babygirl love sick This nigga got her love sick She need a leg for them crutches A ring for my buff chick All diamond encrusted The only girl I've trusted But you made it clear that you're killing 'em straight Expensive wear with your Vivienne taste Never woulda thought that you'd grew in an estate But you left that life with your vision and faith I respect it, you never sign up for no guest list You bop right up to the bouncers and tell em "Have a black cab ready for my exit" shit Ooh girl, you the baddest Who's fucking with you? I said I got a late night shift And you said "babe, I'm coming with you" How the fuck did you get so attractive? Other girls ain't telling you shit And when them other girls try step Babygirl you can bet I'll be telling them this