(Issey Miyake all up on my clothes)
(These bitches wanna be me)
(They my clones)
On my clothes
Issey Miyake all up on my clothes
Your bitch she wanna be me
Just my clone
They follow me like everywhere I go
Don't fall in love with me
I'm just a ghost
Feel nothing
I can't feel nothing
Hit me up
When you benefit
Ain't about the cash
It's irrelevant
Fill my cup
With these elements
New York
Runway
My way or the highway
Don't come my place
Can you give me my space
My love
Far gone
I'm so far away
Running away
Don't act like it's okay
No I do not feel a way
When I'm switching locations
You got me stuck up in this daze
I'm running out of patience
I need to get my mind of you
I'm tired of the waiting
My heart just like this GLE
I see you
Then it's racing
Call me up
Please don't call me up
Let me down
Please don't call me up
When you screaming for my love
It just ain't enough
Cut you off
For the both of us
Issey Miyake all up on my clothes
Your bitch she wanna be me
Just my clone
They follow me like everywhere I go
Don't fall in love with me
I'm just a ghost
Feel nothing
I can't feel nothing
Hit me up
When you benefit
Ain't about the cash
It's irrelevant
Fill my cup
With these elements