[Intro]
If you not even tryna cheat
I got what you want, girl, I got all the recipes
Want you to myself and I can't help it
Girl, I know it's wrong, but I'm sel— (If Hum ain't on your beats, then it's basic)

[Chorus]
If you not even tryna cheat
I got what you want, girl, I got all the recipes
Want you to myself and I can't help it
Girl, I know it's wrong, but I'm sel— (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, flight land at eight, I sent your confirmation
Pussy come with conversation
Chase her up the wall, she still try to take it
You gon' give it to me, you can't have it back
Where you at, though? Matter fact
Devil wear Dior, she got the bag to match
Brought her to my city, she ain't havе to pack
Arch her shit, gon' crack her back
Text your bitchеs 'bout me, lil' tattle tat
You in that magic cat, I grab, you grabbing back
Talk is slick, ain't had a jet
Ain't seen your savage yet, ain't seen your savage yet
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