Текст песни Finer Things - Kid Official

Only hit my phone when you be feelin' lonely
Searching for the money, you don't really wanna know me
Stuck in my ways, I promise you don't wanna know me
Tired of you, man, you might just run into the old me
Baby, I'm sippin' that drink, I'm out my mind, but I feel fine today Liking my stroke got you addicted to the finer things
You wanna fuck me cause I'm stuck with all this fame
Sorry, I'm not that guy, I will not drip you in Balmain

Uh, not the type to let you go and fuck me for this fame
Only want this money, it's entitled to my name
I'm not gonna let you play me like a fucking game
I don't fucking play, no, I don't play
Singing to you softly cause I know you always like that
With me, you got all the clothes and jewelry, fuck a price tag
You fucking with a superstar
I know you never had that
Don't go acting shady, I'ma have to send you right back
No, I don't play, no
No, I don't play, (no, I don't play)
I don't play, no
But you're just not good for me

Only hit my phone when you be feelin' lonely
Searching for the money, you don't really wanna know me
Stuck in my ways, I promise you don't wanna know me
Tired of your man, you might just run into the old me
Baby, I'm sippin' that drink, I'm out my mind, but I feel fine today Liking my stroke got you addicted to the finer things
You wanna fuck me cause I'm stuck with all this fame
Sorry, I'm not that guy, I will not drip you in Balmain