Rihanna Lyrics

(Yeah)

It's in my spirit, this shit deeper than ya flesh is

Some give, some take, that shit's a very simple lesson

But it's always easy 'til the ladies pressing

Now you stressing

Reaching in the bag that's for the Smith and Wesson

Now she in your room she calling for Jesus like she's a preacher (Like she's a preacher)

Now her toes they moving leaving creases on her glitter sneakers

(On her glitter sneakers)

Yeah she keep it sugar, but I know it's always bitter sweeter

I still take her out, I treat her

Keeping on my millimeter

From the place you steal a pint and then get blasted like a speaker

Coach 'em how to use the heat, thinking like I'm Coach Spo

Hit my youngin with a pick

Only way he gonna roll

Moving only high grade it's looking like the honor roll

And if she with me then she work

It's sumn like Rihanna, bro

It's sumn like Rihanna, bro

It's sumn like Rihanna, bro

And that shit don't make no sense like thinking that Rihanna broke

She wanna shake it on a boat, she got a bag like she a tote

Her heart is cold it's almost froze

Not a zero, it's below

How the hell you in a hole with a nigga that's a fox? (nigga that's a fox)

Niggas yo be calling bro they got your hoe all in his locs (hoe all in his locs)

Now he acting all confused with all a face of hella shock (face of hella shock)

Man you know these niggas capping they ain't bought all that they got

But I still respect the game, everybody selling dreams

And it seems since they gave us masks, y'all only seeing green

Two stimmies and a couple loans, just some extra cheese

Was all it took, convinced the world that love is not a need

Having hoes is cool but y'all know pussy lips don't really speak

Now you assed out, losing on a J like Memphis Bleek

He backdoor and he creep, but all he want is TLC

He go on DND and now he join the DTB

I know you seen I seen when you acted out, but didn't think of he

Tryna cause a scene, since you a actor now let's flip the script for me

I gave it all I had and somehow you still ain't the fit for me?

The villain of my story but they heartbeat is my symphony

Breathing is a metronome, my soul is where you need to be

She always know to bring it home like Carti with the KOD

How you break my heart and leave with yours and get to keep the peace?

(What the fuck? Tch)

Yeah, yeah, ok

Good hips always make relations something more

And good lips tend to make locations less a chore

And even though we still sweep it under the rug

The people watching

But you know we keeping it clean just to stay mature

Loving you from your head to your headboard

And I'm thinking bout what I had said, said more

Heard that somebody they had a hole in they heart

I tried to fill a hole-in-one and leave them happier than Gilmore

Come off as fearless, I wanna feel more

I should take a break, maybe I should chill more

I'm in love with Molly and also her bestie Addy

If I pop 'em too fast, I'll be craving until I can pill more

I'm thinking she love me, I'm just a thrill for her

I'm tryna get lucky, but I would kill for her

I know that she's no good for my heart

But if she keeps me going does that mean she good just for my core?

Shit