Secrets

[Chorus] I can tell you're not a fan Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz Don't try to come around looking for love, it's not here (Yeah) Any time you hit me, I was never not there (Yeah) I don't wanna fight, I wanna take you to Chanel ('Nel) Can I tell you something? I just hope you never tell (Yeah) I said you was a dub, I meant to say you was a ten I don't wanna do this shit again, aw, man I don't wanna do this shit again, not again Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz I don't even get the time to fuck you on the weekends Any time you pull up on me, baby, it's a secret I don't wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel At least you can never tell me that I'm not real How you tellin' everybody, callin' it a secret? Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I'm playing defense [Verse] Stay away from the fakes (Stay away) My nigga, stay away from the jakes Heard them talkin' 'bout they wanna put my name on the plate But I ain't one I just hope you niggas wear a hoodie when the rain come I just hope you niggas don't think you really stainless I just hope my niggas don't ever, ever change on me Oh, you really think you're so official? I'm the same one They been telling me I fell off since I came up Baby girl, listen, you're way better than a bartender Told my niggas, "Just ten toes, stand tall, yeah" Know my niggas won't ever, ever let me fall, nigga I tried not to fall in love, but we all fell in We tried to find nine-to-fives, but we was all felons I got rich and I threw away all of my Margielas They was jealous, when I copped a Richard, they got more jealous More money, more bitches, I'm feeling marvelous And I did some fucked up shit, but I was starvin' then No fussin', just hit 'em up, ain't no arguin' No runnin', just spin the block, don't you talk to them My old bitches love me, and I don't even fuck with them Look [Chorus] I can tell you're not a fan Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz Don't you come around looking for love, it's not here Any time you hit me, I was never not there I don't wanna do this shit again, not again (Woah) Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz (Yeah) I don't even get the time to fuck you on the weekends Any time you pull up on me, baby, it's a secret I don't wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel (Yeah) At least you can never tell me that I'm not real How you tellin' everybody, callin' it a secret? Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I'm playing defense (Defense)