LYRICS GAME

Young Kingz, baby

The Balenciaga leather jacket to keep me warm

On the first date they already want to give me the p*ssy

I don't fall in love, I'm consolidating myself

They invited me out and I don't know if I'll get in the mood

I don't feel anything anymore, only the cold

You left without warning and left a void

I trust nobody, I live in a challenge

Momentary loves have me fed up

I can't find a real one

Do you want to be with my money or with me?

Do you want to sleep with my fame or with me?

To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol

I don't feel anything anymore, only the cold

You left without warning and left a void

I trust nobody, I live in a challenge

Momentary loves have me fed up

I can't find a real one

Do you want to be with my money or with me?

Do you want to sleep with my fame or with me?

To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol

I already know that my Catwoman is a hood chick, but how she gets freaky

She always leaves and never tells, I can't stand her

They told me that she prowls with her friend around Ibiza

And she falls in love with your VISA

She wants it to spend on Louis V, Bottega, Mariella

Leather and little fabric

She doesn't want relationships, she prefers to go party

On the jet to Coachella

Fo-fo-for money we fight, even though we fix it later

She always asks for more, I give her more

I don't give her less, I want to see that booty again

And pull you by your hair

Ya-ya-ya, I don't feel anything anymore, only the cold

You left without warning and left a void

I trust nobody, I live in a challenge

Momentary loves have me fed up

I can't find a real one

Do you want to be with my money or with me?

Do you want to sleep with my fame or with me?

To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol

I'm hitting the Gelato and the Jack Daniel's

If it's not with you, I don't want it with anybody

I feel like doing it to you until I pass out

To see who you're with I hired an Inspector Gadget

You left without telling me anything, that isn't done

Now she spends her time posting photos with the caption

Trying to replace you, none of them satisfies me

You know that I'm going to be watching out, no matter what happens

Her neighborhood is hot, but I go low profile

There are still things left at your place

Song I dedicate to you, successful song

I picture you driving, windows down, through the wooded area, because

I can't find a real one

Do you want to be with my money or with me?

Do you want to sleep with my fame or with me?

To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol

I don't feel anything anymore, only the cold

You left without warning and left a void

I trust nobody, I live in a challenge

Momentary loves have me fed up