Prada Tears Lyrics

I know what she wants, I know what she's here for

Ima just keep this shit simple

I got a two way and I got a rental

I bought us a trip but it ain't sentimental

In love with my guala, she loves me a little

I'm stuck in the middle cause I love her body

It's built like a temple

I need her in bed cause its good on my mental

She tell me she proud of me then she like Prada me

Fendi's her favorite she loves all the quality

Touchdown Miami I'm back in my odyssey

Up with a baller she hangs by my Carnegie, yeah, yeah

You've never been on the safe side, yeah yeah

Baby this ain't this first time, yeah

Prada Tears, dealing with this 12 times year

She be on the phone like

"Me and man", but if I had no money

She'd disappear I know

She expensive if she ever want it I get it

Her friends look at me and they tempted

Replacing your ass in an instant

She fell in love by the way that I talk

She saw my diamonds still shine in the dark

I laid the D way deep down in her spine

And now it's effecting the way that she walk

I tell lil shawty to wait in the car

These niggas start hating if you get too far

I told lil baby to wait in the Rolls

They tryna expose my scars

Yeah okay tell a young nigga "don't feel no way"

Until a young nigga start feeling some way

I hide the pain so I cry in a Wraith

Wiping my face when I open up the gates

Instagram live when it's posed to be a date

And she only ever call me bae

Bet she won't forget my name

I lost my homie for just less than a K

He still alive but with nothing to say

I swear this money just get in the way

But I'm getting mine by the end of the day

So I play with the fake and join the parade

I'm just pretending I'm straight but

I know what she wants, I know what she's here for

Ima just keep this shit simple

I got a two way and I got a rental

I bought us a trip but it ain't sentimental

In love with my guala, she loves me a little

I'm stuck in the middle cause I love her body

It's built like a temple

I need her in bed cause its good on my mental

She tell me she proud of me then she like Prada me

Fendi's her favorite she loves all the quality

Touchdown Miami I'm back in my odyssey

Up with a baller she hangs by my Carnegie, yeah, yeah

You've never been on the safe side, yeah yeah

Baby this ain't this first time, yeah