CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Mumbai

Yeah, she splash up on my grow, yeah
I splash her with my drip
Yeah, these b*t*hes in my phone hit her ones then I'ma dip
So I text her really dry but she's drownin' in my drip
I might take her to Mumbai and no I don't own a whip
But you swear I'm into you, I got too much on my mind
Baby, you just interlude, you won't knock me off my grind

And the briggers stay cappin'
And these b*t*hes stay thottin'
Heard the briggers stay plottin'
Won't do nothin' straight talkin'
Hit lil' shawty, hit my phone she a thot so I observe
Yeah said she love my lyrics and I know she love my words
I'ma hit her with the curve, these b*t*hes gettin' on my nerves
These hoes disease there ain't no cure
I found my shawty she so pure
I said I love you I'm not sure
I'm in a drop-top and I swerve
I gave you all that I could
That sh*t was more than you deserved
Now you really don't deserve it
New [?] no swerving
And I know I'm not perfect
But my racks they made me worth it
B*t*h I sign my checks in cursive
I know that you be lurkin'
I make you mad I'm certain
Throwin' shade just like a curtain
I remember I was hurtin'
But these racks they stop my hurtin'
I'm on my wavy b*t*h I surf
I'm droppn' hits I know you heard it
Ain't no love b*t*h I earned it
These briggers want my earnin's
No handbag when I'm turnin'
I go [?] no sterlin'