If the cops not 'round it's free
(That's on me)
Leather jacket like Grease
You just like me
"Yes Niece"
I'm Themi Lovato with a semi-auto
I'm anti-noun
Don't give a f*ck 'bout nobody
Don't care what you call it
I feel like a wallet
I gave you some money
You f*ck on somebody uh
She said she don't really love me
So I look at her confused, like are you kidding me?
She said I'm frequently up on a high horse
Like I had some access to ketamine
Said that I'm immature, act like an amateur
Baby girl that's just the kid in me
Said she's been keeping the secret and finally opened the bag
Well the kitten mean
Call me Roger Rabbit
Cause i always take the beat
And I hate a A cappella so I always keep the beat in
And I gotta new skill like a TM
And I got a new girl in my Dms
But I can't get close by a cm
So I walk that shit off when I see 'em
Twenty-four hundred (all on my wrist)
Twenty-four hundred (act like a bitch)
She wanna go to Givenchy and shit
I'm tryna hit from the back and get lit
Twenty-four hundred (drowning my wrist)
Twenty-four hundred (act like a bitch)
If she ever asks for birkins and shit
Imma act like I just didn't exist
Yeah!
She gon' keep askin' for shit even though that she still don't want it
She gon' keep askin' for shit even though that she still don't want it
And it's hard to believe that it's hard being honest
Really it feel like you do all this shit cause u know that u getting a profit
She don't wanna talk if it ain't bout money
Hurricane flow so the bank stay flooded
My girl coming home so I make the deposit
Cash comin' in, so I really can't stop it
I stay in the water, Lil T hippopotamus
Over-excessive this hoe need a lot of it, lot of it
Nobody ever acknowledge it
Fast-forward in life, you can't pause this shit
10 racks for this hoe, that's a lot for me
10 racks just for this hoe not to bother me
I put the chalk round the beat cause I bodied it
Baby, i only want love if I know that it's unconditional
I don't give a f*ck bout whatcha post
I don't give a f*ck bout what they want
I don't give a f*ck, ill do the most
We need to be accountable, no excuses
Why you keep streaming your love on computers
I only called you to see what you doing
Twenty-four hundred (drowning my wrist)
Twenty-four hundred (act like a bitch)
She wanna go to Givenchy and shit
I'm tryna hit from the back and get lit
For that twenty-four hundred
Twenty-four
Twenty-four
Twenty-four
Twenty-four hundred