CRYING IN CHANEL

Ayy
(Can I trust you?)

We both lie ‘cause we’re scared
If I didn’t care, I’d hold back a whole lot more from you
But I’m open and that’s real
It’s not like me
When I met you, you was in the club servin’ bottles
Workin’ for Mickey
Movin’ too keezy
Had to tell you to gwan easy
I could tell you love your prized possessions, what’s your favorite?
Bustdown watches, Cuban links
Van Cleef necklace, Carti’ bracelets
After all of those stressed-out nights, public fights
All you got to show for that is sentimental gifts that you just can’t part ways with
Even if I replace it
You just can’t part ways with it
Say you went through too much for it
You had to fake fall in lovе for it
And it’s drivin’ me crazy
Sentimental gifts that you just can’t part ways with
Yеah
I’ll buy somethin’ better for you, fuck it
Point somethin’ out, I’ll get it for you, fuck it
Whoever set the stone, baby, that ain’t gon’ cut it
Scammers and them drug dealers flex on a budget
I’ll trick-trick on you like I’m Detroit thuggin’
Put you on a jet ‘cause I miss you and I love you
And I wanna see my baby
Ayy, ayy
Put that price on your love
Ten bands, you’re mine
Twenty bands, you’re mine
We could have a real good time
Hundred bands, you’re mine
Five hundred bands, you better be mine
‘Cause that price on your love
Showtime

You know I love you, girl, but it’s goin’ one way
It’s goin’ in one ear and out the other way
I need a drink ‘cause it’s been a long day
Make it somethin’ strong so I can float on this wave
I just wanna go out
I just wanna ball out

Shawty right here cryin’ in the middle of Chanel
Are those tears of joy from your eyes? I can’t tell
She say things I do for her, I did for someone else
I’m just tryna help, make me feel bad about myself
Like my love language ain’t felt, damn
(I just wanna ride with you), I just wanna ride
(I just wanna go out), I just wanna catch my vibe
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out

I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out
I just wanna ride with you
I just wanna ball out