No Matter lyrics

[Verse 1]
Kiss on my neck when you tell me love me
He still in the field, but these n*ggas can't touch him
I got a drop on a opp, I ain't tell him
b*tches be turning they n*ggas to felons
Baby lets fly out and switch up the weather
All of these n*ggas and b*tches, they jealous
She wanna beef cuz a n*gga won't tell her
I tote me a 9 and my Birkin a Kelly
Is you gon' ride, is you down, is you ready
Might flirt with that n*gga, sometimes I be petty
Post on my story my n*gga [?]
Mess up the sheets, it get wet when I'm rеady
Whenever wе f*cking he know what to do
Know he in love
He in love with the deuce
Let's go to my house, I be babying you
You eat when I eat, I be feeding you food
You come from the trenches
I make you some noodles
He call em oodles, then I call them shooter
He stay with some demons that's screaming "lets do it"
He drop a seven and n*ggas get to it
We got a bond, give a f*ck 'bout the music