Lyrics Personal - NTHN

You know the vibes baby
I'm just a luva turnt sanga haha
You feel me?
Ay, don't take it personal and I might just pull up on you aight?
Whoa, whoa whoa
Down low
Baby drop that ass down to the floor floor
Bad and bougie, where that dough though?
Yeah, I know she actin yeah she not though
Yeah, I brought her back to the condo
A big spender when I pull up to Toronto
I don't wait, I go, go
Let shawty down the bottle, say she want more
Wait
I throw it up, she put it down
Baby pourin' up she wanna go another round
But she round for me, for me
Don't even know what this shawty keep me round for
Wait, she bad bad
Like bad bad
Ass phat, she breaking hearts wearing all black
Wait
She call my phone I hit her right back
She want me to hit it like that
Yeah you know I been onto somethin'
But I ain't gon tell you nothin'
Long as you know I been gettin' money
Oh yeah
Yeah, you know I been stacking commas
Cmon baby let me spend it on ya
I drape you in that Gucci and Goyard
Yeah
Long as you know that it ain't personal, personal, personal
Baby girl know it ain't personal, personal, personal
Goin YYZ to LAX
Doing what I gotta do to stack these racks
Baby girl don't take it personal personal personal
Yeah yeah

Yeah
Shawty she hit my phone like pull up to One Oak
Yeah, wait
Stuntin' in an Aventador nobody compare to her
Yeah, yeah
The way she moving back and forth I did what I had to do
Yeah, wait
Cause shawty a natural that girl so incredible
But I ain't dealin' wit no bullshit
Know she rockin' wit me for the money and the music
Outta sight, outta mind unless these units moving
So every time she call my line you know I gotta do it
She communtin'
She done fuckin' wit these losers I had to do it
Sunset in the drop we cruisin' I'm riding through it
Yeah you know that I'm ridin' through it
Bumpin' this unreleased shit yeah she ride me to it
Yeah you know that we get into it
Yeah you know I been onto somethin'
But I ain't gon tell you nothin'
Long as you know I been gettin' money
Oh yeah
Yeah, you know I been stacking commas
Cmon baby let me spend it on ya
I drape you in Gucci and Goyard

Long as you know that it ain't personal, personal, personal
Baby girl know it ain't personal, personal, personal
Going YYZ to LAX
Doing what I gotta do to stack these racks
Baby girl don't take it personal personal personal
Yeah yeah