| I'm not your boyfriend, baby | |
| I ain't your cute little sex toy | |
| I'm not your lion or your tiger | |
| Won't be your nasty little boy | |
| I'm not your boyfriend, baby | |
| I can't grant your every wish | |
| I'm not your knight in shining armor | |
| So I just leave you with this kiss | |
| You can catch me on the speed train | |
| Beeper in a three way | |
| Shinin' with the gleam chain | |
| And your honey givin' me brain | |
| You can catch me watchin' AI | |
| Mellow, it's game time | |
| Pinkie with the same shine | |
| Pit bull and a canine | |
| You know I rep' this shit | |
| I got it tatted on my skin | |
| If you fuckin' with my city | |
| Then you fuckin' with my kin | |
| You know I rep' this shit | |
| I got my hands up on your chest | |
| Motherfuckers best believe it | |
| That you're fuckin' with the best | |
| I'm not your boyfriend, baby | |
| I ain't your cute little sex toy | |
| I'm not your lion or your tiger | |
| Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boy | |
| Whoo, I'm not your boyfriend, baby | |
| Yeah, I can't grant your every wish | |
| Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor | |
| So I just leave you with this kiss | |
| Kill the lights | |
| These children learn from cigarette burns | |
| Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks | |
| It feels right | |
| All these asphyxiated, self-medicated | |
| Take the white pill you'll feel alright | |
| Kill the lights | |
| These children learn from cigarette burns | |
| Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks | |
| It feels right | |
| All these asphyxiated, self-medicated | |
| You can catch me on the speed train | |
| Beeper in a three-way | |
| Shinin' with the gleam chain | |
| And your honey givin' me brain | |
| You can catch me watchin' AI | |
| Mellow, it's game time | |
| Pinkie with the same shine | |
| Pit bull and a canine | |
| You know I rep' this shit | |
| I got it tatted on my skin | |
| And if you fuckin' with my city | |
| Then you fuckin' with my kin | |
| You know I rep' this shit | |
| I got my hands up on your chest | |
| Motherfuckers best believe it | |
| That you fuckin' with the best | |
| Kill the lights | |
| These children learn from cigarette burns | |
| Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks | |
| It feels right | |
| All these asphyxiated, self-medicated | |
| Take the white | |
| Kill the lights | |
| These children learn from cigarette burns | |
| Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks | |
| It feels right | |
| All these asphyxiated, self-medicated | |
| Take the white pill you'll feel alright | |
| Kill the lights | |
| These children learn from cigarette burns | |
| Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks | |
| It feels right | |
| All these asphyxiated, self-medicated | |
| Take the white pill you'll feel alright | |
| Kill the lights | |
| These children learn from cigarette burns | |
| Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks | |
| It feels right | |
| All these asphyxiated, self-medicated | |
| Take the white pill you'll feel alright |