In My DMs 3Breezy

[Intro]
Uh
(Ayy, B Foster, where you at?)
Uh
(Okay, Joel, that's fire)
Man, I ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch in my DM
I'm all about you
(Okay, Slim)

[Chorus]
No, I don't trip 'bout none of them bitches in my DM's (Nah)
If it ain't you, I swear to god, no, I don't see 'em, nah (Nah)
Them sneaky links and all that other shit be played out (Played out)
One way ticket to your heart, that's where I'm on my way now
'Cause I know you don't trust niggas, I know you don't fuck with 'em
Lil' baby kept her guard up, since she fell in love with him
No, we ain't gon' rush to it, baby, take your time
'Cause I know that patience is key and I'm willing to wait it out
No, it ain't about your body, it's your mental (Mental)
Love when I kiss up on your hand, so gentle
You could bе my queen, yeah, I could be your king, yeah
That lovе and loyalty, yeah, that's all we really need and this money, baby (Baby)

[Verse 1]
You followed me up on the 'Gram (Nah)
And I was with my man, I'm looking, "Damn, who this?" (Nah)
No, I don't never shoot my shot, but tonight I'm feelin' hot
You know my brodie gassed me up, he had me chuggin' up that 'roc
That bih went swish, ooh
Ask my opps when I shoot, I don't ever miss, ooh
Your last nigga couldn't even pay for lunch, sound like a bitch move
How she give you everything? Couldn't even pay your rent
That's no pun intended, he don't make no sense (Haha)
I know that them bitches steady hittin' me (Ooh)
But I assure you they that ain't got no friend in me (Nah-nah-nah)
Nah, they can't even drop it like you do (Do)
They can't even pop they shit like you (You)
They could never top the shit you do, baby (Do, nah, nah)