Astrid Flare - Vital Signs Lyrics

F*ck is you talking about?

Okay she f*cking on me (yeah)
But f*ck that lil bitch (yeah)
She just wanna know me
She wanna have my kids (yeah)

I got the bag on me she wanna dress all designer
I said you're f*cking with the gang, we got our own airliner

Okay she f*cking on me (yeah)
But f*ck that lil bitch (yeah)
She just wanna know me
She wanna have my kids (yeah)

I got the bag on me she wanna dress all designer
I said you're f*cking with the gang, we got our own airliner

Yeah, we got our own airliner
Dolce & Gabbana
Kojo said that we be getting packs straight from the Ghana
Now your ex a goner
Cause I keep you calmer
In my subi jeans yeah
I be going harder

Cause I got this green yeah
I be your new father
They not f*cking with the steez yeah
I be going farther
People changing like the weather
Now I know whats better
People folding on me
Is it cause of all the cheddar?

Okay she f*cking on me (yeah)
But f*ck that lil bitch (yeah)
She just wanna know me
She wanna have my kids (yeah)

I got the bag on me she wanna dress all designer
I said you're f*cking with the gang, we got our own airliner

Okay she f*cking on me (yeah)
But f*ck that lil bitch (yeah)
She just wanna know me
She wanna have my kids (yeah)

I got the bag on me she wanna dress all designer
I said you're f*cking with the gang, we got our own airliner