Lyrics to Insecure
He like I see you like his pictures
You must be one of his bitches, did you (Fuck that nigga)
I mean correct me if I'm wrong
You always playing his song, did you (Fuck that nigga)
That nigga all over the world
And I heard he got a girl, how you (Fuck that nigga)
Last night I saw his Benz
You keep saying y'all friends, I know you (Fuck that nigga)
*Woof-woof, woof-woof*
I'm a dog, I can smell fear
Niggas sick and can't do nothing 'bout it, nor healthcare
I start getting looks like I invited myself here
Once the kid come through bitches on me like welfare
We ball but we ain't actually hoopers
I don't save 'em, but the bag be super
I'm the American Sniper, call me Fabby Cooper
Was playing Wu-Tang Ice Cream when she had me scoop her
Now it's too easy, ride or dies are gladly Uber
Five stars for those who drive cars
For girls that's been drinking or hate to drive far
The ones who arrive are aware what the vibes are
If you ain't trying to cut, don't come where the knives are, baby
I'm Players Club like LisaRaye
You Insecure like Issa Rae
They don't want the bitch until somebody want the bitch
By the time you show her love, she don't want the shit
He like I see you like his pictures
You must be one of his bitches, did you (Fuck that nigga)
I mean correct me if I'm wrong
You always playing his song, did you (Fuck that nigga)
That nigga all over the world
And I heard he got a girl, how you (Fuck that nigga)
Last night I saw his Benz
You keep saying y'all friends, I know you (Fuck that nigga)
You must be one of his bitches, did you (Fuck that nigga)
I mean correct me if I'm wrong
You always playing his song, did you (Fuck that nigga)
That nigga all over the world
And I heard he got a girl, how you (Fuck that nigga)
Last night I saw his Benz
You keep saying y'all friends, I know you (Fuck that nigga)
*Woof-woof, woof-woof*
I'm a dog, I can smell fear
Niggas sick and can't do nothing 'bout it, nor healthcare
I start getting looks like I invited myself here
Once the kid come through bitches on me like welfare
We ball but we ain't actually hoopers
I don't save 'em, but the bag be super
I'm the American Sniper, call me Fabby Cooper
Was playing Wu-Tang Ice Cream when she had me scoop her
Now it's too easy, ride or dies are gladly Uber
Five stars for those who drive cars
For girls that's been drinking or hate to drive far
The ones who arrive are aware what the vibes are
If you ain't trying to cut, don't come where the knives are, baby
I'm Players Club like LisaRaye
You Insecure like Issa Rae
They don't want the bitch until somebody want the bitch
By the time you show her love, she don't want the shit
He like I see you like his pictures
You must be one of his bitches, did you (Fuck that nigga)
I mean correct me if I'm wrong
You always playing his song, did you (Fuck that nigga)
That nigga all over the world
And I heard he got a girl, how you (Fuck that nigga)
Last night I saw his Benz
You keep saying y'all friends, I know you (Fuck that nigga)