​​tropes
​she likes my shirts
​heartstopmiami
Red
Swans

[Chorus: heartstopmiami]
Let my choppa disperse
Dickhead in the sun, we gon leave him in the dirt
Ion even care if we leave his bitch hurt
I could get lil betty and give everything to her
She forget her man's, mhm, that's for sure
She fuck with brands, mhm, on the shirt
She asking for shirts too, oh
I'm like sure, ooh, oh
Okay what you got, uh
What you got, uh

[Bridge: heartstopmiami]
Girl I gotta
Give you prada
Gotta spoil ya
God, I love ya
Oh, let's try some love, ya
Let's do love, ya
Oh, let's, ooh, let's love, ya
Cus girl I lovе ya
Needa keep ya
You a keepa
Let's do reefa
I'm tryna see ya
I'm tryna see ya
I'm tryna see ya
[Verse 1: tropes]
Ima saver
I'm not thankful
Check my bankroll yuh
Your not ablе
Muzzle flash, its too bright, like its mabel
Saw so many bros go up without a label
You don't need that shit
You're so better than them
I'm so better than them
We're so better than them
Goin up, we don't need no help from god damn them
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[Verse 2: anvii]
Babe tell me what you like
Ima get her drinks
That shit on my tab
Kay, come on, lets go
We not going last
We not going bad
Yea, we not going out sad
And I love you so
And you know that oh
You hear what he said?
No I cannot oh
I'm the better girl
For the perfect you
I'm a better lover yeah
[Chorus: heartstopmiami]
Let my choppa disperse
Dickhead in the sun, we gon leave him in the dirt
Ion even care if we leave his bitch hurt
I could get lil betty and give everything to her
She forget her man's, mhm, that's for sure
She fuck with brands, mhm, on the shirt
She asking for shirts too, oh
I'm like sure, ooh, oh
Okay what you got, uh
What you got, uh