Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Myself, artist - Perto. Date of issue: 31.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Myself |
| All the ice around my neck |
| I will never melt |
| I play my cards right with the cards I’m dealt (Dealt) |
| A lotta niggas hate on me |
| I can tell, (I can) I can tell |
| My nigga, she hot as hell (Hot as hell) |
| I don’t need a handout |
| I can get it by myself, I can get it by myself |
| All these racks, I can’t count it up |
| Told my mama, now she proud as fuck |
| I was in the mud, I was stuck |
| I wasn’t used to the Coupe, I had to adjust |
| Bounce back, I’m in it |
| My grandma told me I’m gifted (Gifted) |
| I just met this bitch |
| And I’ma hit it if she wit it (If she) |
| I’m not talkin' phone calls |
| I’m runnin' up them digits |
| Speedin' fast, no ticket |
| Run it up wit no |
| That Prada got me feelin' myself (Feelin' myself) |
| Did that shit wit no help (No help) |
| Got B. B. Simon on my belt (Belt) |
| All the ice around my neck |
| I will never melt |
| I play my cards right with the cards I’m dealt (Dealt) |
| A lotta niggas hate on me |
| I can tell, (I can) I can tell |
| My nigga, she hot as hell (Hot as hell) |
| I don’t need a handout |
| I can get it by myself, I can get it by myself |
| Play my cards right, I play my cards right (Cards right) |
| Yesterday, I was wit a diva all night |
| My bitches all bad, your bitches alright |
| I got Balenciaga, mixed it with Off-White |
| I got some Balmain, mixed it with Louis Vuitton (Vuitton) |
| I was in L.A. for one day, now I’m movin' on (Movin' on) |
| I got ice on my wrist, feel like I got a new arm |
| If I get it, I’ma spend it, I don’t need no coupon |
| That Prada got me feelin' myself (Feelin' myself) |
| Did that shit wit no help (No help) |
| Got B. B. Simon on my belt (Belt) |
| All the ice around my neck |
| I will never melt |
| I play my cards right with the cards I’m dealt (Dealt) |
| A lotta niggas hate on me |
| I can tell, (I can) I can tell |
| My nigga, she hot as hell (Hot as hell) |
| I don’t need a handout |
| I can get it by myself, I can get it by myself |
| That Prada got me feelin' myself |
| That Prada got me feelin' myself |
| That Prada got me feelin' myself |
| That Prada got me feelin' myself |
| (Self, self, self, self, self) |