Lyrics GF - Gab3

GF

Yeah
Girlfriend, yeah
She want to be my Girlfriend, yeah
She a hot girl that’s for certain, yeah
In a drop top whip I’m swerving, yeah
Uh, I’m swerving, yeah
Got a pop star bag that’s a birkin, yeah
Don’t worry about me
Got a rock girl and she perfect, yeah
Girlfriend, yeah
She want to be my Girlfriend, yeah
She a hot girl that’s for certain, yeah
In a drop top whip I’m swerving, yeah
Uh, I’m swerving, yeah
Got a pop star bag that’s a birkin, yeah
Don’t worry about me
Got a rock girl and she perfect, yeah
Got a rock girl and she bad as shit, you calling but you not my chick
I’m balling at the Bottega Store and I’m Rock 'N' Roll so I’m rocking Rick
Why’d you try to play me for trying to run up on me and take a pic
Saw me on your page again and now your boyfriend acting like a bitch
You’re boyfriend got an attitude tell me why he always mad at you
You say that you always mad at me but you know that I’m always mad at you
Yeah, I pulled up with a new bust down AP and I got a Patek too
Might push up in a new Jeep truck and you know my girl is a savage too
Yeah, I get so high, when I look in your eyes
Want to party all night 'til we see the sunrise
I been waiting on you, for my whole life
You been waiting on me, but I still need more time
Girlfriend, yeah
She want to be my Girlfriend, yeah
She a hot girl that’s for certain, yeah
In a drop top whip I’m swerving, yeah
Uh, I’m swerving, yeah
Got a pop star bag that’s a birkin, yeah
Don’t worry about me
Got a rock girl and she perfect, yeah
Girlfriend, yeah
She want to be my Girlfriend, yeah
She a hot girl that’s for certain, yeah
In a drop top whip I’m swerving, yeah
Uh, I’m swerving, yeah
Got a pop star bag that’s a birkin, yeah
Don’t worry about me
Got a rock girl and she perfect, yeah
Still want to fall in love tell me why you still want to fall in love, yeah
Your love is like my drug, yeah, your love is like my drug, yeah
I still been getting to the cash, yeah, I’m getting to the bag, yeah,
I made it out the mud, yeah
Now you want me back, want to call me back but I won’t pick it up yeah
Still want to fall in love tell me why you still want to fall in love, yeah
Your love is like my drug, yeah, your love is like my drug, yeah
I still been getting to the cash, yeah, I’m getting to the bag, yeah,
I made it out the mud, yeah
Now you want me back, want to call me back but I won’t pick it up yeah