letra de insecure (real) - k suave
i’m off [?] drugs, you can tell by the way i’m walking
i’m pouring codeine on your coffin
my shooter keep a ratchet on him
blowing sh-t up like boston
i gave her more money, she claim that she lost it
you can’t fool me, i see through it
she keep begging me to do it
she keeps taking pics of my jewelry
i’m fly as f-ck, getting high in the crib
what, you tryna f-ck, my bro tryna hit
i built a house on top of my house
i put a urus on both my wrist
you don’t need to feel insecure
she hate that i got bad b-tches
i bought all my hoes new whips
and new bags, they brag different
i don’t really like going out to the club
unless them racks get mentioned
i just hope it all makes sense
they wanna be round cause we lit
money slippers look like [?]
money flying, that hoe doing tricks
can’t answer the phone, i’m busy as sh-t
i’m rocking lv kicks not rick’s
tell me what you want, girl
tell me how you feeling
if you pulling up, baby, come alone
ian got time for none of the childish sh-t, i’m grown
i keep playing mind games with all these hoes
they think that i love em, i told them so
i’m off [?] drugs, you can tell by the way i’m walking
i’m pouring codeine on your coffin
my shooter keep a ratchet on him
blowing sh-t up like boston
i gave her more money, she claim that she lost it
you can’t fool me, i see through it
she keep begging me to do it
she keeps taking pics of my jewelry
i’m fly as f-ck, getting high in the crib
what, you tryna f-ck, my bro tryna hit
i built a house on top of my house
i put a urus on both my wrist
you don’t need to feel insecure
she hate that i got bad b-tches
i bought all my hoes new whips
and new bags, they brag different
i’m out the country
[?], all my money legal
we popping champagne at a private party
i’m getting geeked with cleo
foreign whips on foreign whips
these horses are not no rentals
i can’t tell if it’s really love
or if she’s just using me
i can’t tell if this drink real
but i’m still buy her three
you can’t get up in this section
i got k!llers behind me
changed my number 20 times
somehow she still found me
i can’t keep my balance
i’m off a green 15, i’m drowsy
i’m off [?] drugs, you can tell by the way i’m walking
i’m pouring codeine on your coffin
my shooter keep a ratchet on him
blowing sh-t up like boston
gave her more money, she claim that she lost it
you can’t fool me, i see through it
she keep begging me to do it
she keeps taking pics of my jewelry
i’m fly as f-ck, getting high in the crib
what, you tryna f-ck, my bro tryna hit
i built a house on top of a house
i put a urus on both my wrist
you don’t need to feel insecure
she hate that i got bad b-tches
i bought all my hoes new whips
and new bags, they brag different
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