MAGAZINE Lyrics

Said I

Put a bitch on magazine

You fake, don't come 'round me

I love it when she feeling me

Got me a lil' pretty vibe

I had to cover my ears when you speak

I'm tired of the little petty lies

Told the bitch cover your eyes

I'm not the one to try

Heard the shit you been doing

I look in the sky

Then when I see you in person

I just wonder why

But I ain't worried 'bout that

Pull up and i'm dressed all black

Put the racks in the safe

Spend the rest on me

Tell me why is you testing me

I don't fuck with you

Can't be friends with me

Get to the bread, no artesian

And I move around with some cold hearted demons

Solid evidence like cement

Never switch up, I ain't fucking with treason

Said she wanna be mine, but I see her all on my Instagram treeshin'

Tired of going back and forth with you

Cry me a lake, won't give you a tissue

Can't you see, you the issue

We don't even gotta talk, cause I won't even miss you

To get what I want ima sacrifice

Kanye West, I need all of the lights

Blacked out, wake up tomorrow night

One day, blow up like dynamite

Said I

Put a bitch on magazine

You fake, don't come 'round me

I love it when she feeling me

Got me a lil' pretty vibe

I had to cover my ears when you speak

I'm tired of the little petty lies

Told the bitch cover your eyes

Got a bag coming to me

All these hoes mean nothing to me

Nah, that bitch don't mean nothing tome

In this world, you ain't gon' get nothing for me

Gotta play ball, gotta work hard

And if you ain't got it then you gonna fall

I go outside and look up at the stars

Ima make it out, I can feel in my pores

Said I

Put a bitch on magazine

You fake, don't come 'round me

I love it when she feeling me

Got me a lil' pretty vibe

I had to cover my ears when you speak

I'm tired of the little petty lies

Told the bitch cover your eyes