Say Please Lyrics by Nettspend
Ain’t my fault, yeah, yeah
Ay, ay, ay
Swag, swag
Swag
Let’s hide the money in the couch
Won’t give you up, I love you now (Fuck)
It made me love all things about you (Uh)
If we made love, would it change your outlook on me
I like when you try on new outfits in front of me
I read from back to front, ’cause what they want from me?
I’m finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep
And I can’t talk to your bitch, it smells like artichoke when she speak
Yeah, I don’t gotta say please
Let’s hide the money
I don’t gotta say please
Won’t give you up, I love you now
Say please (Fuck)
It made me love all things about you (I don’t gotta say please)
Uh, if we made love, would it change your outlook on me
I like when you try on new outfits in front of me (Mm)
I read from back to front, ’cause what they want from me?
I’m finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep
Let’s hide the money in the couch
It made me trust everything about you (Yeah, fuck)
I don’t gotta say please (Okay)
Bitch dumb, walk down, ah (I don’t gotta say please)
I’m doing pills, they ain’t counting, I ain’t counting
‘Cause I ain’t sell em, I just been turnt, I’m in a Tahoe
She just wanna love everything about me, -thing about me
She say “Lil Nett came with a couple hundred thousand”
She say “My buddy keep a couple hundred rounds”, huh
I could care less and fuck the press, we get them out, huh
I’m with G Money, smoking on a fucking outfit, huh
Ain’t smoking crack, you know I ain’t lying, I ain’t about it
I keep like hundreds on me, bitch, I keep that pocket full
From the Rich bottom, from the Rich they shoot
From the Rich, they shooting up out the window with that Uzi
I can’t no more, hundreds, just spend more
I don’t know if I ranked up, eight hundreds on me
(Swag, swag)
Swag
Let’s hide the money in the couch
Won’t give you up, I love you now (Fuck)
It made me love all things about you (Uh)
If we made love, would it change your outlook on me
I like when you try on new outfits in front of me
I read from back to front, ’cause what they want from me?
I’m finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep
And I can’t talk to your bitch, it smells like artichoke when she speak
Fuck Swag
Fuck Swag
Fuck Swag