​à la mode ​Lucy Bedroque

[Intro]
​lostrushi
Wow! Even better than mama

[Chorus]
This ain't nonsense, but we outside and it's cold
Lil' boy wanna talk, but when we slide, he gon' fold
Play this shit and you gon' touch the sky, touch the soul
Said she gon' leave me, I said, "Bye, you can— you can—"
This ain't nonsense, but we outside and it's cold
Lil'-Lil' boy wanna talk, but when we slide, he gon' fold
Play this shit and you gon' touch the sky, touch the soul
Said she gon' leave me, I said, "Bye, you can go"

[Refrain]
That boy think he tough, but he gon' cry on the low
I'ma split this shit like some pie, countin' dough
I said, "Do some' 'bout it," you can try, but you won't
French bitch, she fuckin wit' my stylе, à la mode
That boy think he tough, but he gon' cry on thе low
I'ma split this shit like some pie, countin' dough
I said, "Do some' 'bout it," you can try, but you won't
French bitch, she fuckin wit' my style, à la mode

[Chorus]
This ain't nonsense, but we outside and it's cold
Lil' boy wanna talk, but when we slide, he gon' fold
Play this shit and you gon' touch the sky, touch the soul
Said she gon' leave me, I said, "Bye, you can go"