Fell In Love (Stem Edit) lyrics

[Chorus]
I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came
f*ck the bank 'til the guap came
I fell in love with that b*tch, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't love the same thing
I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah
f*ck the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)
I fell in love with her pus*y, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't like the same things
Uh

[Verse 1]
Ain't no Timbеrland, I boot it up, (yeah, ayy)
One second, it's lеave me 'lone
Then, I don't want to be alone
Yeah, I want you to leave me 'lone
I feel like a boss, b*tch, you're fired, you laid off
A killer at heart, b*tch, I feel like I'm Adolf
In the cut, my AK on me, I'm goin let it off
Don't believe me try me, yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it off
Its got a .45 b*tch, yeah
With a .9 b*tch, you know you ain't my b*tch
You's a sidekick, you know you ain't my b*tch
You's a sidekick, I still make her ride it like a bike
I get ghost up in that Ghost, huh
Yeah, I do the most
Brag up on 'em, and I boast, yeah
Pop a bottle, pop a model, same thing in my eyes
Run up on me, .40 on me, leave you traumatized
Yeah yeah, ay
[Chorus]
I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came
f*ck the bank 'til the guap came
I fell in love with that b*tch, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't love the same thing
I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah
f*ck the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)
I fell in love with her pus*y, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't like the same things
Uh

[Verse 2]
Catch a body gang, that's what we about, yeah, ayy
Off the molly gang, at your b*tch house, uh, ayy
Got the whole gang at your b*tch house, uh, ayy
Did our whole thing at your b*tch house, yeah
I ain't never ever lacking, uh, huh, huh
.40 on me, yeah, I smack it, uh, huh, huh
Told you I ain't with the lacking, uh, huh, huh
Yeah, I be pistol packing, yeah, huh, huh
Yeah, I go through these phases, It’s amazing, this b*tch drive me crazy, like Mercedes
Crash the Mercedes, smash your lady
On the daily, f*ck n*gga don’t play me
f*ck n*gga I play for keeps, on the scene I spray then leave, these n*ggas won’t let me be, these n*ggas won’t let me breathe, run up on me I make em bleed, got a gun on my hip fall back, got a choppa in the trunk fall back, ayy

[Chorus]
I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came
f*ck the bank 'til the guap came
I fell in love with that b*tch, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't love the same thing
I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah
f*ck the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)
I fell in love with her pus*y, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't like the same things
Uh