Away

It sounds like Nyge

You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay

Yeah, take you shopping just like your father
Gucci, Prada, it's Christmas hours, ooh, yeah, yeah
My bread, they can't plot on like that
They drove, they don't want no drama, ooh, yeah, yeah

My drive and focus all on you
That's why you hold the key to my coupe
Listening to songs that I sent mad at you
But I know you 'bout to love me, just like the streets do (ay)

Poor boy, after Ye like Kan
I'm the Vince McMahon, general man
You deserve all these bags, matter of fact
You deserve more than these bags
Let's get attached, your finesse, easy that

You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay (yeah)

Uh, wish I met you way before the drip, way before the whip
Way before a nigga buss down his wrist, yeah (uh, uh)
Bored of London, so it's Cali for the trip (yeah)
I don't drink champagne, only Codeine that I sip, yeah (yeah, ah-ah)

I can't say no, I won't let you down, nah
In the hotel room, kissin', watchin' power
Ain't no telling what we could do in a hour
So this feeling is nostalgia

Yeah, she got me in my feelings
But my hittas' score points, Steph Curry
Yeah, baby girl, I got you for life, baby girl, you ain't gotta worry

You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay