L!F3 GO3S ON Lyrics

I really can style your bitch, I turn her 8 to 10

Ayy, I treat my glasses like my cup, I darken the lens

My name on the palette, she ain't fuck me, it is what it is

Hot code, she in the box with my clothes

I'm a lover boy, my heart open

Smoking his idea, she a smoker

Showing her love made me notice

At the end, they always say fuck you

Cause it ain't that well enough

Gotta put more heart on the shelf

I love myself, so you gotta come a little harder

Back in the day, I had a yarder

As an adult, dealers for dollars

Pretty girls probably ruined my life

Only mistake I probably made twice

Pray that shit gon' boost my high

You ain't never seen it, get this fly

Ayy, can I just talk to y'all for a second

If y'all ain't late, should not be lost

I gotta protect this shit for y'all

I pour out all my feelings in dollars

You know me in real life, I don't talk

I stole my story, I made it up

I rock black, I'm black, we gon' relate

To grunge, it's fuck the world

I love myself more than life itself

I ain't always felt like this

When the dark days come

And the love don't show

I've made songs like this

I upgraded myself

I'm so proud of myself

I ain't never seen life like this

Say you're proud of yourself

You upgraded yourself

You ain't never seen life like this

One love ago, I think that shit somewhere in the wind

I really can style your bitch, I'll turn the age up ten

I'll treat my guys just like my cup, I'll darken the lens

One day, one problem, say, fuck me, it is what it is