Lyrics Personal - Cassius Jay, Young Thug

Personal

I text her and she replied, yeah
And she don’t ever be tired, yeah (Uh-uh)
She wanna ride that dick the whole time
I know about you, buy the Balmains (Balmains)
I could probably stay her whole life (Whole life)
Get the sentence inside a suit and tie (Woah, woah)
We take a boot until we all tired (Woah, woah), ayy (Woah, woah)
And I’ma sit inside of my bro’s cell 'til you’re tired (Ayy)
And I’m a king, I’ma wait right here for my ride (Ayy)
I like pretty people with some pretty feet and real things (Real things)
At least it feel like the truth when it’s a lie, lie, lie, lie (Woo)
I seen a lot of pretty people and I sure would like-like to meet 'em, meet 'em,
hey (Hey)
Spots like a Cheetah Cheetah and them birds flyin', nigga, Eagle,
Eagle (Oh yeah)
Catch a nigga slippin' on the front porch and shoot 'em like it’s legal, legal,
yeah
Jugg off of Houston, bags on the front porch like it’s legal, legal, yeah
I spoil you (Spoil)
I adore you (Yeah)
I give you everything you want (Everything)
That’s what I’m tellin' you (Hey)
That’s what I’m tellin' you (That's what I’m tellin' you)
I’ll let you wild out in a foreign car, that’s what I’m tellin' you (I'ma let
you wild out)
And I’ma let you be the dog, let you fuck the dog, I’m very loyal, hey (Uh, hey)
It’s nothin' personal (Hey, hey, personal)
And it’s nothin' personal (Hey, personal), hey (Hey, hey, hey)
It ain’t nothin' personal (Hey, personal)
It ain’t personal (Hey, hey, personal)
Don’t take it personal (Hey, don’t take it personal, baby)
Hey, hey, hey (Don't take it personal, yeah)
Niggas hatin', but my shows sellin' out capacity (Thugger)
Shawty know I’m not a straw, but I’ll pull up hoppin' straight out the back
seat (Skrrt)
Nigga flippin', flippin', couple flippin', nigga flip the pack, gymnastic (Flip,
flip, flip, flip)
Pulled off in a old school, pulled right back up with the factory (Skrrt)
All the hunnids in the whole world (Whole world)
If you need, you gotta ask me (Ask me)
Help these niggas, but I’m gangster (Gangster)
Never go out like I’m Raz-B (No, no)
You can never never bash me (Never, never)
You can’t ever say you laugh at me (Never, never)
You ain’t ever ever have G’s (Woah)
You could never never match me (Woah)
Whip that Rollie, nigga, scrape the bowl (Scrape the bowl)
That my baby, that my centerfold
That my baby, man, she never leave
Got her hangin' with my kinfolks
She want everything, I know, I know (Hey)
She got Chanel purses by the loads (Hey)
She wants the first in the US (What?)
She was the first with the LeSport (She had the LeSport first)
I spoil you (I spoil you)
I adore you (That's what I do when I spoil you)
I give you everything you want (Everything)
That’s what I’m tellin' you (That's what I’m tellin' you)
That’s what I’m tellin' you (That's what I’m tellin' you)
I’ll let you wild out in a foreign car, that’s what I’m tellin' you (I'ma let
you wild out)
And I’ma let you be the dog, let you fuck the dog, I’m very loyal,
hey (Very loyal)
It’s nothing personal (It's nothin' personal, hey, hey)
And it’s nothin' personal (Hey, ain’t nothin' personal), hey (Hey, hey, hey)
It ain’t nothin' personal (Personal, hey)
It ain’t personal (Personal, hey, hey, hey)
Don’t take it personal (Hey, nah, don’t take it personal, no)
Hey, hey, hey (Baby, don’t take it personal) Hey
Hey, don’t take it personal