ROMANCER Lyrics

What more do you want?

I love that girl

But I hate her lifestyle

That's why I went ghost (Go!)

You like dealing with niggas that

Stress you out and always broke

And I like smoking my weed, chilling out

That's why I went and left you 'lone

Saw lil shorty calling phone

I ain't even answer

Bad bitch, she Aquarius

But give headache like Cancer

Used to call her my dear

Then I danced on a bitch

I feel like Prancer

I don't even love that hoe

But it ain't hard for me to romance her

Want me back, I call cap

Never let a bitch use me like that

Don't do that, seen all that

Told her "stay away from that other nigga"

He so bad, she went back

Almost had to kill that other nigga

He came back, brain go splat

I don't even love this hoe but

She a rider, that was that

Yeah, I used to fuck that hoe

And she'll ride it, ass too fat

Complain when I'm with my bros

You not my bitch, can't hear all that

I was in the pussy like gyno'

She watch me smear that pap

Set up bitches gotta go

Used to be mine, so I know one day

She the type to turn on me fasho

Text my phone like "What's wrong, baby?"

"Anything I need to know?"

I tell her "no" and then fuck on her friend

Who don't tell her a thing but

Always let me know

Trust my mama, don't trust no bitch

Chase no pussy, give out no dick

Make music, focus on my rich

Cause I ain't got time for a slow ass bitch

Trust my mama, don't trust no

Chase no pussy, give out no dick

Make music, focus on my rich

Cause I ain't got time for a slow ass bitch

What more do you want?

I love that girl

But I hate her lifestyle

That's why I went ghost (Go!)

You like dealing with niggas that

Stress you out and always broke

And I like smoking my weed, chilling out

That's why I went and left you 'lone

Saw lil shorty calling phone

I ain't even answer

Bad bitch, she Aquarius

But give headache like Cancer

Used to call her my dear

Then I danced on a bitch

I feel like Prancer

I don't even love that hoe

But it ain't hard for me to romance her

What more do you want?

I love that girl

But I hate her lifestyle

That's why I went ghost (Go!)

You like dealing with niggas that

Stress you out and always broke

And I like smoking my weed, chilling out

That's why I went and left you 'lone

Saw lil shorty calling phone

I ain't even answer

Bad bitch, she Aquarius

But give headache like Cancer

Used to call her my dear

Then I danced on a bitch

I feel like Prancer

I don't even love that hoe

But it ain't hard for me to romance her

Minding my business ain't never forgiven

I'm pushing the whip

I don't care abour limits

My niggas told me to go my percentage

So when I walk in all I need is 100

Scrutiny, what you gon do for me

Call up some hoes, bet she go

steal the loot for me

Shorty a pro, her name Mo

She ain't new to me

We fucked on Old Cutler Road

She a super freak

Her brother a hoe, he a opp

But she knew that

He wave a different color

He get blew back

I hit her phone up asking where the move at

They know we lurking

But don't know a clue at

Just know that we plot on the target

They hating on steuwop,

Cause they know bout werewolf

They know that nigga the hardest

And Moesha get lit off the Brandy

She take off them panties to give me the knowledge

Back when I was 18 and naive

I ain't wanna be green, I did shit for no profit

But fuck that

You aint rocking with me without paying a fee

Need a band in my pocket

Hold on, chill, I gotta go

It's getting real, she wanna ——

I wanna feel

Music and millions, chasing a thrill

No more inebriate, can't pop a pill

She wanna wine like her drink, that shit hell

I rather her whine on the dick

Fuck behind with the dick and

I bet that I'm loving her well

Minding my business, ain't never forgiven

I'm pushing the whip, ion care abour limits

My niggas told me to go my percentage

So when I walk in all I need is 100

I smoke on ganja til i'm no longer blunted

The hoes I hated, used to love em for nothing

And I did too much for the bullshit

We could kill em now

Told the boys keep the full clip

My niggas go where my niggas go

My niggas ride whenever we on go

I never need a hoe, I only need the dough

And for mama steph to go live slow

It's middle finger to you other niggas

Never been an issue to have em pull a trigger

Lul Ghostface, a nigga been a killer

And don't give a fuck about hoe niggas