Secrets Lyrics
I can tell you`re not a fan
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
Don`t try to come around looking for love, it`s not here (Yeah)Any time you hit me, I was never not there (Yeah)
I don`t wanna fight, I wanna take you to Chanel (`Nel)
Can I tell you something? I just hope you never tell (Yeah)
I said you was a dub, I meant to say you was a ten
I don`t wanna do this shit again, aw, man
I don`t wanna do this shit again, not again
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
I don`t even get the time to fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it`s a secret
I don`t wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel
At least you can never tell me that I`m not real
How you tellin` everybody, callin` it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I`m playing defense
Stay away from the fakes (Stay away)
My nigga, stay away from the jakes
Heard them talkin` `bout they wanna put my name on the plate
But I ain`t one
I just hope you niggas wear a hoodie when the rain come
I just hope you niggas don`t think you really stainless
I just hope my niggas don`t ever, ever change on me
Oh, you really think you`re so official? I`m the same one
They been telling me I fell off since I came up
Baby girl, listen, you`re way better than a bartender
Told my niggas, "Just ten toes, stand tall, yeah"
Know my niggas won`t ever, ever let me fall, nigga
I tried not to fall in love, but we all fell in
We tried to find nine-to-fives, but we was all felons
I got rich and I threw away all of my Margielas
They was jealous, when I copped a Richard, they got more jealous
More money, more bitches, I`m feeling marvelous
And I did some fucked up shit, but I was starvin` then
No fussin`, just hit `em up, ain`t no arguin`
No runnin`, just spin the block, don`t you talk to them
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My old bitches love me, and I don`t even fuck with them
Look
I can tell you`re not a fan
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
Don`t you come around looking for love, it`s not here
Any time you hit me, I was never not there
I don`t wanna do this shit again, not again (Woah)
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz (Yeah)
I don`t even get the time to fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it`s a secret
I don`t wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel (Yeah)
At least you can never tell me that I`m not real
How you tellin` everybody, callin` it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I`m playing defense (Defense)
