Fans (feat. ⭒ Nova ⭒)

Know I'm hella busy, I still wanna make some plans Baby, when you're in my presence, just forget you got a mans I be steady on the grind, I'ma clutch it in my vans I don't do it for the guala bitch, I do the for the fans On the stairway to heaven, I'ma take another flight Honey likes the way I'm movin', pourin' codeine in the sprite I be sippin' shit so dirty, I'ma start to lose my sight But with you all in my vision, maybe you can stay the night Limbs feelin' heavy when I'm sippin' on the brew Lyin down, lights low, I got nothin now to do Eyes gon' drop if not seeing you Hella bad bitty on her way comin' through Waste time on a bitch, no sir, move slow All my seconds tick away, I aint got enough to blow If you wanted my attention, could'a got it months ago Now that money is no object, only now you like my flow I don't give a fuck about a bitch, like sorry, gotta pass We got money in the city, got the stick, hit the gas We be cruisin' in the foreign with windows tinted black Got a bad shawty, come on baby, bring that ass back Got checks, yeah I flex, on my grind, never rest Yeah, I know you want me, babygirl, fuck the rest I don't want no other hoe that be cheatin' like a test Couple bands on the dash, couple bands on my neck Know I'm hella busy, I still wanna make some plans Baby, when you're in my presence, just forget you got a mans I be steady on the grind, I'ma clutch it in my vans I don't do it for the guala bitch, I do the for the fans