Letters

Told my ex "Stop writing me letters"

I got a girl now, I need to behave

She took a risk when she know that she shouldn't

How can you blame her man? Her ex was a lame

She brown skin Moroccan like hashish

My Mali girls love me like bariis

My Asian girl in a salwar kameez

She link a man with nuttin underneath

My Algerian got curly black hair

But she whiter than haleeb

Didn't mean to make a mess right there

She got makeup on the Lamborghini seats

He's an undie, I just know plain clothes

Born sinner, I don't know J Cole

Summertime, Louis V raincoat

Looking at these mids like "These ain't lows"

My favourite conspiracy theory is these girls ain't hoes

You know boys ain't too, hmm, loose cannon

She a badders but I'm just calling her new talent

Designer junkie, I swear I poured up like two gallons

Fuck the trainers, I'm tryna find me a new balance

I want some vitamin E

I hit my East African and I give her vitamin D

My West African, I swear she elite

My chocolate baby, curviest that you seen

Told my ex "Stop writing me letters"

I got a girl now, I need to behave

She took a risk when she know that she shouldn't

How can you blame her man? Her ex was a lame

She brown skin Moroccan like hashish

My Mali girls love me like bariis

My Asian girl in a salwar kameez

She link a man with nuttin underneath

My Algerian got curly black hair

But she whiter than haleeb

Didn't mean to make a mess right there

She got makeup on the Lamborghini seats