Amarie Winterrs - love that thot from afar Lyrics

(uh-huh) I ask that bitch
I ask that bitch, yeah
I ask that bitch
I ask that bitch
I ask that bitch "do you really love me ?"
(phew)
I ask that bitch do you really love me

I ask that bitch do you really love me, told her show me
She ask me "do you really trust me", guess she don't even know me
I guess she wanna be with a nigga thats bummy
That pussy nigga aint even above me
That bitch should consider herself super lucky, got like 30 bitches trying to f*ck me

When i feel sad, bitch i cut my wrist
After i pop a perc
When i feel sad, nigga i burn my skin, Nigga it Don't even hurt
And i bought a double C bag for my bitch and in return she left me hurt
My money my twin, that shit just like me, that shit never fold
That shit just twerk, like my bitch it twerk
If you was my bitch, i promise you would never have to work
If you was my bitch, i promise you would never have to hurt
If you was my bitch, i promise you would never lose, you would just earn

I want her to know that im loving her from afar
She don't even know she the reason i got these scars
And she with a broke nigga, he don't even got a car
Bitch, why you with him, why is you lowering the bar
I ask her why you with him if you say that he treat you like shit
She said that she don't even know, but she said that it's frustrating

But baby
I promise with me you'll never be frustrated
And baby, we could've already been together but you delayed it

Baby, baby, ba
Baby why is you playing
I told that bitch, why you playing
Baby why is you playing
Bitch stop playing
Bitch stop playing
Bitch stop playing