kutsu - so what Lyrics

Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah
I don't really understand
Tell me that she love me, but she text me that she in a strand
Walk up to the joint, lost her Marmont, tell me why I care
I'm just tryna poke, on the low, tryna play it fair
Liking my posts, but that bih don't even follow me
Call me three times, but I'm busy, money guaranteed
Acting so caught up, fake, wasn't working anyway
So leave it to me, tell it to me, please don't be another runaway, yeah
I've lived through your hell and back
No rack, off-black
Southbank, chic, on the fly
Sick of 'tachments, saying "bye bye"
Pieces of my heart, wonder where they went, take a guess
'Member back in August, so much shit I gotta stress
Fuck it, I'ma tell this shit the way that it is
Tell me that she want me, cool, but what's she gonna give
'Cause I'm just sick and tired of trying so fucking hard
So can you try a little more, bih, yeah
Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah
Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah

Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah
I don't really understand
Tell me that she love me, but she text me that she in a strand
Walk up to the joint, lost her Marmont, tell me why I care
I'm just tryna poke, on the low, tryna play it fair
Liking my posts, but that bih don't even follow me
Call me three times, but I'm busy, money guaranteed
Acting so caught up, fake, wasn't working anyway
So leave it to me, tell it to me, please don't be another runaway, yeah
I've lived through your hell and back
No rack, off-black
Southbank, chic, on the fly
Sick of 'tachments, saying "bye bye"
Pieces of my heart, wonder where they went, take a guess
'Member back in August, so much shit I gotta stress
Fuck it, I'ma tell this shit the way that it is
Tell me that she want me, cool, but what's she gonna give
'Cause I'm just sick and tired of trying so fucking hard
So can you try a little more, bih, yeah
Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah
Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah