Thank you for your love and
Thank you for your trust girl
I just hope you know you make
Me feel like I'm enough so
Thank you for the chance and
Thank you for your hands I
Hope you find the type of guy
That you can call your man
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Trippin, drippin in sauce, yeah
I just wanted Fendi and Vuitton, yeah
Burberry breathing in my lungs, yeah
You can tell the type of shit I'm on, Love
It was love baby you cant front (Front)
Told me that you liking my baton (Ton)
Hit it from the back and then I come
You can tell the type of shit I'm on, Love
Lonely now baby I cant front, you
See my VV'S where you from, I
Told her that I love her then she gone, now
Crying cause my Baby led me on
I hope your eating well
I hope you're staying safe
You know that I still love you
But I know you cant relate
Thank you for your love and
Thank you for your trust girl
I just hope you know you make
Me feel like I'm enough so
Thank you for the chance and
Thank you for your hands I
Hope you find the type of guy
That you can call your man