Love Jet K Suave

[Intro]
(Ayy, Luxury)
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'd rather get high and watch cartoons than chill at the club
This bitch tryna give it up so easy, I think she got some
You can't run no game on me, lil' shawty, I ain't new to this
Tell me if it's real or fake, got her sendin' new pics
I get money, I can't stress over a bitch I just met
I don't make no love songs, I got her fuckin' on the jet
I'ma tell you if the price is right, my shooters collect debt
You ain't gotta explain yourself to me, but she wanna confess

[Verse]
I make her feel sick when shе not with me
Designer brands all on hеr, got her dripping (Ayy, Luxury)
All my hoes smell good, fuck 'em on the bedsheets
I got a meeting this morning, tell me you comin' with me
Someone call my doctor, I need drugs
My ex-bitch stole my heart away from me, I can't even love
Tell me what you want, baby
She wish it was more of me so I can fuck her on the daily
She can't keep up with me, I'm too much for her to handle
Niggas in they feelings 'bout these hoes, subtweetin' me
7.62 bullets in my Draco, put that boy to sleep (Ayy, Luxury)
Any bitch that lied on my name, it's 'cause they mad at me
Treatin' all these girls like they the same, I love 'em equally
Told her that I'm proud of her so much like it's a Prada thing
She love hangin' 'round real niggas, we do real things
She keep askin' if I gangbang, always with the B's
She just sucked me in a Continental, spilled my codeine