Lyrics from Snippet

[Chorus: 1nonly]
Said wish you were mine for a minute
Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish
Let's forget 'bout the past, don't care 'bout feelings
But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit
So, bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that
Gettin' bags, lil' bitch, you can't touch that
W-wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back
.45 strap, my lap, and I'll bust that
Said wish you were mine for a minute
Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish
Let's forget 'bout the past, don't care 'bout feelings
But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit
So, bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that
Gettin' bags, lil' bitch, you can't touch that
W-wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back
.45 strap, my lap, and I'll bust that

[Verse 1: 1nonly]
Shawty [?]
I'm certain I'm textin' your phone, get a call evеry minute
If she wanted mе back 'cause I'm makin' these stacks from my music, my music she diggin'
These used to be love but now you made it tough, like, girl, can you tell me the difference?
Show me the difference, said I'm reachin' my limit
Hold on
[Verse 2: Shady Moon]

[Verse 3: Ciscaux]
Got good guts, we count 'em
Missed call, money countin'
Sometimes I think all this was just to feel you [?]
Okay, now tell me what's up with that?
You ain't answer my calls, what's up with that?
These new shoes on me cost a couple racks
Every time I leave, I come runnin' back
'Cause I'm not like your ex man
Baby, I'm soft, really left me in stitches
Can't focus on other bitches
Left a message, I hope that you listen
What would I do if I had three more bitcwishes?

[Chorus: 1nonly]
Said wish you were mine for a minute
Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish
Let's forget 'bout the past, don't care 'bout feelings
But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit
So, bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that
Gettin' bags, lil' bitch, you can't touch that
W-wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back
.45 strap, my lap, and I'll bust that
Said wish you were mine for a minute
Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish
Let's forget 'bout the past, don't care 'bout feelings
But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit
So, bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that
Gettin' bags, lil' bitch, you can't touch that
W-wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back
.45 strap, my lap, and I'll bust that