AirBnb

All that tough talk just not scary to me

That is not yo' house, that's an Airbnb

Blow a couple thou', it's like therapy for me

Appearing with yo' ass, that's a charity event (Damn, damn)

Ain't shit to throw some cash on yo' brodie head

Damn, I'm mad as hell, it's ash on my Bode pants

Damn, I might throw this ho a bag if she show me sum'n

Damn, they keep tryin' to hold me down, but they can't get it done

I hear he finished up, baby, you ain't missin' much

I just withdrew yo' month's rent and ate that shit for lunch

She blowin' up my contact, come get yo' bae before

I fly her out to Palm Springs and separate you both

Just did my dishes in six hundred dollar denim

I still pray to God, but these a different type of Christians

My slippers Marni, look like I'm gon' steal yo' Christmas

My entire closet look like his entire wishlist

All that tough talk just not scary for me

That is not yo' house, that's an Airbnb

Blow a couple thou', it's like therapy for me

Appearing with yo' ass, that's a charity event (Damn, damn)

Ain't shit to throw some cash on yo' brodie head

Damn, I'm mad as hell, it's ash on my Bode pants

Damn, I might throw this ho a bag if she show me some'

Damn, they keep tryin' to hold me down, but they can't get it done

You made me set myself aside, since then I'm dealin' with it still

I can tell by the way you talk, you just not feeling how I feel

And at the end of the day it's hard, but sometimes shit gon' be unfair

And after everything said and done, maybe this shit gon' be okay, okay

Maybe this shit gon' be a'ight, just maybe

Maybe I shouldn't have made that call

I shouldn't have chased you down

You shouldn't have stayed that long

I know I coulda worked this out, I coulda worked this—