Hearted lyrics

[Intro]
(Incoming, incoming, incoming)
(H-Hahaha)
(Ah, ah, ah)

[Chorus]
You say that you love me (You say), ah
You say that you love me, ah (Type sh*t)
Say you wanna f*ck me, ah (Phew, phew)
You say that you trust me, ah (Phew)

[Verse 1]
He met me one time, he tryna steal my swag (Tryna steal my swag)
I ain't had no money, I was down bad (I was down bad)
Now my edges laid, I'm so damn bad (I'm so damn bad)
I just took your ho, that n*gga sad, he so damn mad (He so damn mad)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no ho (Let's go)
Geeked, pour a eight in my soda (Yeah)
Know I'm a bad lil' ho (Slatt)
Got my ho wet like a boat (Huh)
Take her down that road (Yeah)
I never switch on my bro (Huh)
Ridin' 'round town, let's go (Go)
pus*y get shot in his throat (Yeah)
n*gga be pus*y, I know (Let's go)
Why you wanna play, why you wanna play? (b*tch, haha)
Said that you want Trey, okay, come here, bae (Come here, bae)
Push up to the A, I ain't even from the A (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'm just smokin' dope, I just got an eighth (Got an eighth, yeah)
Spray that lil' boy face, n*gga, this sh*t ain't mace (It ain't mace, yeah)
This sh*t like sex-ed, my b*tch just like [?]
I don't give a f*ck 'bout sh*t, we run in the crib, we takin' the safe
[Chorus]
You say that you love me (You say), ah
You say that you love me, ah (Type sh*t)
Say you wanna f*ck me, ah (Phew, phew)
You say that you trust me, ah (Phew)

[Verse 2]
n*ggas think I'm gay, I just let them think (I just let them think)
That lil' b*tch, she so weird, she just love to hate (She just love to hate)
Huh, I don't see no evil, I don't see no race
We all the same, b*tch, at the end of day (At the end of day)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Skinny jeans on, I don't wear that f*ckin' baggy sh*t (I don't wear no baggy clothes)
All these n*ggas know I'm from Athens, b*tch (I'm from Athens)
Servin' 0-6, servin' 0-6 (Servin' 0-6)
I was in [?], tryna pop sh*t (Tryna pop sh*t)
I was with your ho, she tryna suck di*k (Tryna suck)
She call me and say she miss me, I'm finna leave my b*tch (I'm finna leave her)
'Giela on my shoe, I don't even wear no Rick (I don't even wear that)
Margiela on my shoe, I don't even f*ck with Rick (I don't even f*ck with Rick)
He leechin' on my sh*t, I call lil' boy a tick (Call lil' boy a tick)
I don't even f*ck with that fashion sh*t, I got a fashion b*tch (I got a fashion b*tch)
I don't even f*ck with that ratchet sh*t, but I got a ratchet b*tch (I got a ratchet b*tch)