Camera Shy

[Verse 1] We hit the function in fashion and can't conceal the high Our red eyes like the crimson shade of sunrise I'm with the V.I.P's, the tables rotatin' Got your attention, and, suddenly, you in rotation I know fine when I see it, even through double vision So let me take your hand and show a life that you've been missin' You see the peasantry in audience auditionin' and audibly Extendin' they graces to share the semblance You fell in love with livin' You give your lovin' to a nigga that don't need permission I'm goin' up when I'm in London like I'm Alex Raisman I'm keepin' up in the discussions with the littest niggas And by extension, you in pictures with the baddest bitches And all the people that ain't never hit your jack before is tryna get your information Don't you feel amazing? And your gratitude is very much appreciated (Damn, damn) You ain't runnin' from it, uh, damn [Chorus] You want Telly, then you got it, you want Prada, then you got it You want Ricky, then you got it, you want Vivienne, you got it Just make sure they know I bought it, I ain't playin', mamas You want Telly, then you got it, you want Prada, then you got it You want Ricky, then you got it, you want Vivienne, you got it Just make sure they know I bought it, I ain't—, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh Yup, ayy [Verse 2] Gave me couple thousand for the set Easy money, finna split it with the set Sippin' liver poison, I can't function Then I see a face I can't forget Where you from? What's your plans? Wanna talk? Wanna dance? Wanna know how you feel in my manicured hands And my phone steady buzzin', 'cause from a distance Shawty know that for me all it takes is a glance Damn, uh And I learned the ways of the world from a shawty I hit And I learned the game from a girl and a shawty I hit And I learned all of the spots from a shawty I hit And I learned how to please you from a shawty I hit Yeah, I learned what a woman like from a shawty I hit So next time you steady whinin' 'bout the shawties I hit Just know that they the reason why you always get what you get (Damn) Uh, shit, look [Chorus] You want Telly, then you got it, you want Prada, then you got it You want Ricky, then you got it, you want Vivienne, you got it Just make sure they know I bought it, I ain't playin', mamas You want Telly, then you got it, you want Ricky, then you got it You want Prada, then you got it, you want Vivienne, you got it Just make sure they know I bought it, I ain't—, shit, ayy, ayy, what?