Lil Bandz - PROVE ME WRONG

I made big moves I got big bucks on the way
See a bad bitch with Lil Bandz yeah she wanna play
I'm from NY had to fly her out from LA
I be too high don't fall out of that plane
I'm so tired of you then bitch what the fuck
Make up your mind girl yeah just tell me what you want
Money bag riches, your down payment what I'm tipping
With a hundred bad bitches, legs like peace sign where the kitten
Prove me wrong, and I could be yours
Pillow talk went to kissing to hugging to fucking you right on the floor
I don't know if it's you or it's me but you went from my heart to a whore
Called you mi amor
But I leveled up, I'm hardcore
If you bang throw it up, no gang war
Cause I got two slimes and I got two locs that's payed for
You attack Lil Bandz you done fucked up your life's gone
I made big moves I got big bucks on the way
See a bad bitch with Lil Bandz yeah she wanna play
I'm from NY had to fly her out from LA
I be too high don't fall out of that plane
I'm so tired of you then bitch what the fuck
Make up your mind girl yeah just tell me what you want
How you say you love me
But you cheating on me
And you say it's all me
Yeah don't that sound OD
She lying, cancelled, dead
I won't act like don't reminisce about the times you gave me head
Or swing that neck, yeah yeah
Now you on to the next, yeah yeah
I won't lie girl you're the best yeah
I don't wanna have no next yeah
If we break up now I swear I'll get you in the next year
I just built a crowd to scream my name so I could flex yeah
Freestyle on these beats don't need molly or Percocet yeah
I'm in her DM yelling hey like my name Offset yeah
I don't hit you up unless I'm lonely or I'm upset yeah
I won't even talk about how I get all depressed yeah
Haters gonna comment but they leaving me some good press yeah
Prove me wrong, and I could be yours
Prove me wrong, and I could be yours
Prove me wrong, and I could be yours
and I could be yours
I made big moves I got big bucks on the way
See a bad bitch with Lil Bandz yeah she wanna play
I'm from NY had to fly her out from LA
I be too high don't fall out of that plane
I'm so tired of you then bitch what the fuck
Make up your mind girl yeah just tell me what you want
Money bag riches, your down payment what I'm tipping
With a hundred bad bitches, legs like peace sign where the kitten
Prove me wrong

Written by:
Marcel Bayona

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