Faithful

Check, 1-2,1-2, bitch
You expensive, you know that?
I’m high maintenance a little bit but not in a, not in a negative way
I just like extremely expensive things

Foot off in their ass is what Ken told me
Niggas like to play games cause they feel like they know me
You don’t know me, nigga, I done changed
So don’t be trying to be putting on shit off in the game
This ain’t no motherfucking ’91
We out here rapping for money you niggas rapping for fun
I don’t fuck with nobody in this shit but Bun

You would think it’s all mine the way I took it
You would think it broke down the way I push it
You hate it when I coat things all in sugar
You want to hear the real talk, well, girl, who wouldn’t?

Working, working, working, working, ain’t ya?
You don’t have no time to lay up
You just trying to be somebody
‘Fore you say you need somebody
Get all your affairs in order
I won’t have affairs, I’m yours, girl
Faithful, faithful, faithful, faithful

You hit me like “I know you’re there with someone else”
That pussy knows me better than I know myself
On my way from the studio so get undressed
Let’s do the things that we say on text
I want to get straight to the climax
Have you coming all summer like a season pass
I want to turn you out like pitch black
Want to watch you do work while I sit back
Cause you talk like you got what I need
You talk like you got the juice and the squeeze
Talk like you bet it all on me
You can’t take no L’s off me
I know you been…

Working, working, working, working, ain’t ya?
You don’t have no time to lay up
You just trying to be somebody
‘Fore you say you need somebody
Get all your affairs in order
I won’t have affairs, I’m yours, girl
Faithful, faithful, faithful, faithful