​adele Vayda

[Intro: Kem, Vayda]
I think about—bout her—irl—irl, yeah
(Vay-, Vay-, Vay-)
I think about—bout her—irl—irl, yeah (Uh- uh- yeah)
(Vay-, Vay-, Vay-, yeah yeah)

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm winning right now
'Cause I can't feel like I felt
These niggas be shocking on grill
I'm losing money, just off of being myself
Always knew I would have wealth
Got no respect, these hoes gon' smile in your face
And feel like they losing they self
Can't give a fuck about the connections you got
You cannot put me on a shelf
I'm gonna pop, I'm feeling anxious as hell
They knowing my name, I ring bells
Shooting my shot, emptyin’ out of my shell
Time like a snitch, it gon' tell
Too plugged in, just like my name was Dell
I make 'em sing like Adele
Weight on my shoulders, feeling on top of the world
Can't bring me down, I'm too real
Why would you try me like that?
I put my foot on the gas
I'm going too fast and I ain't coming back
I'm tackling hoes and I put 'em in sacks
I'm going shopping, you see me at Saks
They think I'm sexy, they wanna have sex
I'm putting my foot where it belong on they necks
They put up their bets, they know that I'm next
Fuck all the rest (Fuck all the rest)