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[Verse 1]
I’ve been there all alone
Wondering where you have been
Ten past three
No club closes at two A.M
I’ve already been through all those sad scenarios
And it doesn’t change your mind
Know it very well that you told me
You’d come home
And it happened every time

[Chorus]
Wish I had no expectations
I wish that I could get into your head
With no confrontation
Really wish we could talk about it instead
All these tears that I’ve cried while I’m turned to the side
And you’re in the same f*cking bed
Wish I had no expectations
But I expect, you expect, we expect

[Verse 2]
I don’t need to ply
I don’t need no play by pay
All I need from your side
Is for you to communicate
Oh, respect for my time, respect for my space
Respect for my energy
‘Cause I’ve been waiting here all night for you to want me
And you, have you [?] of me

[Chorus]
I wish I had no expectations
I really wish I could break through your head
With no confrontation
Really wish we could talk about it instead
All these tears that I’ve cried while I’m turned to the side
And you’re in the same f*cking bed
Wish I had no expectations
But I expect, you expect, we expect

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I wish I had no expectations
I really wish I could break through your head
With no confrontation
Really wish we could talk about it instead
All these tears that I’ve cried while I’m turned to the side
And you’re in the same f*cking bed
Wish I had no expectations
But I expect, you expect, we expect

[Verse 1]
I’m holding it to the side and f*cking playing every day
Tell me [?], [?] you’re questioning
Told him “even though I’m small, I’ll take you to the space”
Wait for me, side of [?] on the other play
Sometimes I push him then I pull him then he’s kissing me
The night is turning up, the sh*t, [?] safe
Sometimes I wanna pick it up and maybe move away
Not to [?] the galaxies [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t care, feels so good
So I just say what I wanna say

[Chorus]
I’m not your toy
I don’t want to be played, I want the time that you learn
You actin’ up
You said that I’m dangerous, when I open my mouth
And I am [?] to emotion to, and I can’t control it [?]
And I know what, I’m not your toy
I’m not keeping quiet anymore

[Verse 2]
I’m told to sip a [?], is on my [?]
I look much prettier with a smile on my face
I wonder why it wasn’t [?] in a [?] way
And they wait for you to pay for your reality
I’m nothing special, sometimes I wish you had to take a pill
But when we’re kissing, [?]
The insane amount of [?]
See, you happen [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t give what you want from me
So I just say what I wanna say

[Chorus]
I’m not your toy
I don’t want to be played, I want the time that you learn
You were actin’ up
You said that I’m dangerous, when I open my mouth
And I am [?] to emotion to, and I can’t control it [?]
And I know what, I’m not your toy
I’m not keeping quiet anymore

[Outro]
I’m not your toy, no
Not anymore, no more, oh, oh
And I’m not your toy, oh no no
Anymore

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
See this when I’m sleepin’
You can work my [?]
And my nina, she’s a diva
Purrin’ like we’ll feed her
Pipe her [?]
Chili on the chain, seats exceeded
Shawty wanna race like a beatle liter
Push T’s like a [?]
Like three stripes and a slash, I’m undefeated
Red ons, tip-toin’
Push button, kill John
Road too, felt cool in an old school, Vince Vaughn
Vroom vroom, nitro with the turbo
Pour that Ace of Spades up, we don’t sweat no [?]
Got the [?] off of the top my shell, I’m a turtle
Shawty tryna find it, throw it in reverse though

[Chorus: Vic Mensa]
Aston Martin, push-button motor
Migos on the ice, anti-sauna
Go, oh, oh
Floss, floss, let me see how you work
You boys smokin’ dirt, we smokin’ Larry Bird
Straitjacket, go berzerk
Don’t get hurt, let me try to throw it in reverse
Don’t get hurt, let me try to throw it in reverse
Don’t get hurt, let me try to throw it in reverse

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Yeah, bend that ass over, throw it backwards
Moonwalkin’ to the n*gger like I’m Michael Jackson
Make a film with your bitch, turn into an actor
Shimmy out and then she ate a pill after
I get clothes from Vaccarello
I get [?] from [?]
I get packages from Paris, drop that Fed-Ex on my name
I get runway, off the runway, to the runway on the plane
Told you we are not the same, see that Spider switchin’ lanes
Give it some gas, look at the dash
What’s is he doin’? He goin’ fast
Look at the whip, look at him smash
Look at him skrt, look at the cash
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a man that’s gone insane
He’s in stage in a straight jacket, this is not a game
Yeah, lit like a candle, I been too much to handle
This velvet jacket’s fragile
‘Kay, be careful when you handle, please
Yeah, your hands look kind of dusty
Please be careful how you touch me
In Paris, out the country, ayy

[Chorus: Vic Mensa]
Aston Martin, push-button motor
Migos on the ice, anti-sauna
Go, oh, oh
Floss, floss, let me see how you work
You boys smokin’ dirt, we smokin’ Larry Bird
Straitjacket, go berzerk
Don’t get hurt, let me try to throw it in reverse
Don’t get hurt, let me try to throw it in reverse
Don’t get hurt, let me try to throw it in reverse

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Yeah
TheLabCook
Ooh
Ayy, ayy
Huh, huh
What, what

[Chorus]
I tell her bring it back (what), flexing with all the racks (flex)
Nigga, you ball cap (cap)
I’m in the ‘bach back (back)
Why would you lie to me? (lie)
She wanna ride with me (skrrt)
I got the Bentley B, you could go flex with me (flex)

[Interlude]
You know what I’m sayin’?
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas big cappin’ man
You know what I’m sayin’?
Real deal, real deal, real racks
You know what I’m sayin’?
Woah (hold up, woah)

[Verse 1]
I got a pink slip (skrrt)
Nigga, this big drip (drip)
Yo bitch was a quick rip (rip)
I met a gang bitch (gang)
You ain’t on the same sh*t (woah)
I hit a lame bitch (lame)
I had to lane switch (lane)
I done got dumb rich (rich)
Pinky ring 60K man (huh), you know what I’m sayin’? (no cap, cap)
On a light day man (light day), why would you lie? (lie)
You can come slide (slide)
She wanna ride (ride)
Yo bitch on my side (bitch!)
Chanel sh*t (Chanel), nigga this Maybach Music (Maybach)
You get the sauce, don’t lose it (lose it)
My bitch took yo bitch, she choosing (she choosing)
Might hit the plug off (plug)
Nigga, my plug call (call)
Patek my wrist, dawg (wrist)
Buy sh*t when I’m pissed off (huh)

[Chorus]
I tell her bring it back (what), flexing with all the racks (flex)
Nigga, you ball cap (cap)
I’m in the ‘bach back (back)
Why would you lie to me? (lie)
She wanna ride with me (skrrt)
I got the Bentley B, you could go flex with me (flex)

[Verse 2]
Racking them hunnids (hunnids)
The plug, I fronted (what)
Nigga, this nothing (this nothing)
Berlin stuntin’ (stuntin’)
Why is you cuffin’? (why is you cuffin’?)
Nigga you bluffin’ (nigga you bluffin’)
Ooh (ooh), big rings
She want Versace, that’s small things (Versace)
Plaques on the wall, just pick up my call (pick up my brrt)
I’m pissin’ ’em off (pissin’ ’em off)
They wanna see me fall (see me fall)
But them racks is up (racks), tell her back it up (back it)
Get up in that n*gger, I might damage her
I make her miss me (miss me)
Can’t let her kiss me (nah)
Money so crispy (crispy)
Trappin’ the whitney (trap)
Ooh, told that bitch we playin’ she don’t listen (she don’t listen)
Please don’t touch no pots up in my kitchen

[Chorus]
I tell her bring it back (what), flexing with all the racks (flex)
Nigga, you ball cap (cap)
I’m in the ‘bach back (back)
Why would you lie to me? (lie)
She wanna ride with me (skrrt)
I got the Bentley B, you could go flex with me (flex)

[Chorus: Kanye West & Quavo]
Why all bad bitches keep they phone face-down?
Bad girls always keep they phone face-down
I love you when you face-down (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Quavo
Face-down the only time you come around (yeah, face-down)
Face-down the only time you come around (yeah, face-down)
Young nigga came from that Bobby Brown (Whitney)
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
All my money came out that mud or ground (yeah)
They can’t be real (no), or I can’t be real (no)
But I like how I feel (I do), I like how I feel (I love it)
I gave her a deal (ayy), I gave her a pill (ayy)
Now she worth a mil’ (yeah), now she worth a mil’ (million)
Ice all on me (ayy), these racks all on me (yeah)
You can walk all on me (uh), you can skate all on me (yeah)
Niggas ain’t homies (woah), but you can wait on it (grah)
You can wait on it (woah), I bet I’ma eat my opponent (argh)
I’ma need some manners (ayy), I’ma need some more cameras (flash)
I’m too hot to handle (ah), blow money like candles (phew)
Riding on camels (yeah), in Dubai riding camels (oh)
Wanna buy me a camel (oh), but I want and bought panorama (ay)
Yeah-yeah, higher than fighter jets (high)
Face-down now she soaking wet (face-down)
Yeah, I really wanna ride with her (ride)
But the n*gger got mileage (mileage)
Yeah, I’m dabbing and styling (styling)
I wanna hold her up for hostage (hostage)
But she end up outsmarting me ’cause she did four years in college (damn)
Ayy, ayy, yeah, she did four years in college (damn)
Yeah-yeah, I’ma gon’ give her this molly (damn)
Yeah, I was gonna give her this molly (damn)
Yeah-yeah, have her face-down on a island (yeah)

[Chorus: Kanye West & Quavo]
Why all bad bitches keep they phone face-down?
Bad girls always keep they phone face-down
I love you when you face-down (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I’ll never trip over you (no), it’s more fish in the sea (yeah)
Soon, I promise you’ll see, yea, you the one who need me (uh-huh)
I can’t convince you if you ain’t gon’ listen
I ain’t going on no damn-damn mission (oh)
Flipped your phone, you had phone calls missing
Who the f*ck is this nigga named Tristan?
These bitches are so stupid, all your life, have you been a groupie?
No morals, there’s no sorrow, you must like peasants
You coulda been with the pharaoh, oh, oh-no, oh-no, oh