Tell Shyanne lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, woah, woah

[Chorus]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch, she flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
All of a sudden, b*tches callin' my number
They don't wanna see us happy, I understand, she is not my number one
Don't let her take you under, ask Shyanne how she got my number
Ride in a new G-Wagon, this b*tch too flooded
Big-body Benz, this is not no Hummer
f*ck that, n*ggas gotta see me comin', tell Shyanne to delete my number
Ride in a new Z06 with my left hand thumbin'
Big-body bills, blue strips, all hundreds
sh*t, like finally, n*gga, I'm stuntin', tell them hoes to delete my number

[Post-Chorus]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch so flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
And she already know what a n*gga need, we don't need discussions
All my money in the air, and she bussin'
I'm thinkin' 'bout puttin' kids in this lil' ho, I'm already rich, so f*ck it
I already hit a mil', so f*ck it (So f*ck it)
[Verse 1]
Like, goddamn, I need your number
Where your n*gga at? Shawty, f*ck him
Why you at this party anyways if you so damn happy and say you love him?
f*ck that sh*t, you can save my number
And she put some emojis all over her contact, you can call me, it's nothing

[Chorus]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch, she flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
All of a sudden, b*tches callin' my number
They ain't tryna see us happy, I understand, she is not my number one
Don't let her take you under, ask Shyanne how she got my number
I'm ridin' in a new G-Wagon, this b*tch too flooded
Big-body Benz, this is not no Hummer
f*ck that, n*ggas gotta see me comin', tell Shyanne to delete my number
Ride in a new Z06 with my left hand thumbin'
Big-body bills, blue strips, all hundreds
sh*t, like finally, n*gga, I'm stuntin', tell them hoes to delete my number

[Verse 2]
She said, “I miss you, lil' Don, is you coming to my house?”
She see I got all these diamonds on me, it ain't sh*t for me, baby, just fly out
It's only one thing, I don't trust none, that's enough, lil' baby, get no love
Like, what the f*ck did you think, is you drunk, is you f*cked up? Ridin' around in a Rover, gettin' f*cked up
[Post-Chorus]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch so flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
And she already know what a n*gga need, we don't need discussions
All my money in the air, and she bussin'
I'm thinkin' 'bout puttin' kids in this lil' ho, I'm already rich, so f*ck it
I already hit a mil', so f*ck it (So f*ck it)