Eff You lyrics

(Hey, yeah)
Got a knot, in these rick owens, and my wrist glowin’
Saint Laurent with the rips showin’
Got ya b*tch throwin’ she a thot
I can’t leave her lone’ she finesse and tease
What she want, really, I don’t know, I just wanna sleep
I don’t talk, there’s no breaking me, they ain’t made like me (Yeah, me)
I can't stop, I'm on twenty-three, three years in the league (Yeah, yeah)
Getting hot super easily, like it’s third degree
At the top, (Yеah, yeah) where I wanna bе, only SSC (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She a thot, I can’t leave her lone’ she finesse and tease (What, what)
Spend a lot, you come make a song, that sh*t wasn't cheap
At the house money counters on, while I go to sleep (Sleep)
Smoke a drought, Hit me on my phone, I got what you need (Yeah)

Man the other side trynna figure out what I'm on (On, on)
Got a lot of eyes wanna figure out when I'm gone (Gone, gone) (Yeah)
Certified G-I-A these ain’t no rhinestones (Stones)
Drop thirty-five-hunnid for the Virgil Louis V tote
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don’t talk, there’s no breaking me, they ain’t made like me
What the f*ck (Yeah, yeah), try finessin me, claim they friends with me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They get cut, if they want the heat, bring the third degree
At the top, where I wanna be, only SSC (Yeah, yeah)
She a fly (Yeah), she a lil flirt (Flirt), wanna put in work (What)
She gon pop, for some real fur (Fur), birkin bag purse (Purse)
What you want, I am not him, do this often
Took her heart and I lost it, call me toxic (Haha)