Lieba Lyrics

I get that money put racks on her face

She like the way how I serenade

She want my 6 inch like she in subway

She ready to take off like she on runway

Hrrr raa raa

I ion even smoke but I be high like za za

They looking for the salsa

Put em on show they got drama

Never gave up pushed harder

Cried nights thought I'd fall off

Wipe my tears with that Prada

Got my grimoire like Asta

Give em hell already talked to Lieba

Chopper like the janitor it be cleaning

I'm nonchalant bae I lost all feeling

Yea I love my money more than you don't you see it

She think she a ten

That bitch make no sense

You only love my wealth

Lowkey wishing that I fell

She got demons she ain't dealt

Got em locked in like a cell

I wish I knew how you felt

But I had choose myself

Fuck everyone who called me mid

They tryna sign me off a script

They getting mad can't see me win

Now they regretting what they did

Its funny how these bitches change now they want some

Remember we was down bad now we locked in yea we up up up

I get that money put racks on her face

She like the way how I serenade

She want my 6 inch like she in subway

She ready to take off like she on runway

Hrrr raa raa

I ion even smoke but I be high like za za

They looking for the salsa

Put em on show they got drama

Never gave up pushed harder

Cried nights thought I'd fall off

Wipe my tears with that Prada

Got my grimoire like Asta

Give em hell already talked to Lieba

Chopper like the janitor it be cleaning

I'm nonchalant bae I lost all feeling

Yea I love my money more than you don't you see it