Moi
Je pense à toi
J'aimerais te voir ce soir
Je ne suis pas amoureuse de toi (fais semblant)
Fais semblant avec moi
I wonder why
There's a stone-cold breeze as I kiss him goodbye
Paris is the city of love, they say
But not for him and I
C'est la dernière fois, fois, pour toi et moi
Ouais, ouais, j'ai compris que même les bad bitches pleurent
Je rentre à la maison en Eurostar
Ce soir, fais semblant avec moi
What's that smell in the chest of drawers?
Young boy sellin' them benz and scores
Gotta get rich in desperate cause
Talk about drill, gotta mention moi
No homo, but I slept with bro
Broke, I was sharin' my bredrin's clothes
Then I got rich and I kept them close
Talk about real, gotta mention moi
I can't have one girl, I need un, deux, trois
Two plus one, tell her, "Come over"
Gave her the dick like I'm on Adderall
I don't take drugs though, I fuck sober
French girl ask, do I know Koba?
I'm in Champs-Élysées in a Jeep chauffeur
She try ask, "Will I eat?" No, suh
I used to sleep on a cheap sofa
'019 we was kitchen whippin'
If they had TikTok them times and a man asked me what I do for a livin'
Then I would've started fibbin'
Sirens, they had my heartbeat skippin'
I was a good boy 'til I started sinnin'
Car full of bud, park the habad
They can't even judge 'cause I came from the mud
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent bitches
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent women
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent
What's that smell in the chest of drawers?
Young boy sellin' them benz and scores
Gotta get rich in desperate cause
Talk about drill, gotta mention moi
No homo, but I slept with bro
Broke, I was sharin' my bredrin's clothes
Then I got rich and I kept them close
Talk about real, gotta mention moi
I value my life, I can't die this young, there's so much fun that I'm yet to have
I got a thing for India Love, there's so much gyal that I'm yet to bang
The way that I'm in and out of these countries, fuck and duck, I don't get to hang
Put on my cape and set her free, I'm the reason that she left her man
Good things come to those who wait, I don't believe that, bro, you gotta grind
Two iPhones, gotta switch devices, bro's showin' me which sticks to buy
I'm here tonight but gone tomorrow, if you wanna fuck, then quick, decide
The United Kingdom tax too high, so I might leave and dip Dubai
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent bitches
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent women
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent
What's that smell in the chest of drawers?
Young boy sellin' them benz and scores
Gotta get rich in desperate cause
Talk about drill, gotta mention moi
No homo, but I slept with bro
Broke, I was sharin' my bredrin's clothes
Then I got rich and I kept them close
Talk about real, gotta mention moi
J'aimerais te voir ce soir
Je ne suis pas amoureuse de toi (fais semblant)
Fais semblant avec moi
I wonder why
There's a stone-cold breeze as I kiss him goodbye
Paris is the city of love, they say
But not for him and I
C'est la dernière fois, fois, pour toi et moi
Ouais, ouais, j'ai compris que même les bad bitches pleurent
Je rentre à la maison en Eurostar
Ce soir, fais semblant avec moi
What's that smell in the chest of drawers?
Young boy sellin' them benz and scores
Gotta get rich in desperate cause
Talk about drill, gotta mention moi
No homo, but I slept with bro
Broke, I was sharin' my bredrin's clothes
Then I got rich and I kept them close
Talk about real, gotta mention moi
I can't have one girl, I need un, deux, trois
Two plus one, tell her, "Come over"
Gave her the dick like I'm on Adderall
I don't take drugs though, I fuck sober
French girl ask, do I know Koba?
I'm in Champs-Élysées in a Jeep chauffeur
She try ask, "Will I eat?" No, suh
I used to sleep on a cheap sofa
'019 we was kitchen whippin'
If they had TikTok them times and a man asked me what I do for a livin'
Then I would've started fibbin'
Sirens, they had my heartbeat skippin'
I was a good boy 'til I started sinnin'
Car full of bud, park the habad
They can't even judge 'cause I came from the mud
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent bitches
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent women
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent
What's that smell in the chest of drawers?
Young boy sellin' them benz and scores
Gotta get rich in desperate cause
Talk about drill, gotta mention moi
No homo, but I slept with bro
Broke, I was sharin' my bredrin's clothes
Then I got rich and I kept them close
Talk about real, gotta mention moi
I value my life, I can't die this young, there's so much fun that I'm yet to have
I got a thing for India Love, there's so much gyal that I'm yet to bang
The way that I'm in and out of these countries, fuck and duck, I don't get to hang
Put on my cape and set her free, I'm the reason that she left her man
Good things come to those who wait, I don't believe that, bro, you gotta grind
Two iPhones, gotta switch devices, bro's showin' me which sticks to buy
I'm here tonight but gone tomorrow, if you wanna fuck, then quick, decide
The United Kingdom tax too high, so I might leave and dip Dubai
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent bitches
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent women
What would you do in Cee's position?
They gave me a fish, they ain't teach me fishing
Back in the day, I had decent
But they ain't got nothin' on my recent
What's that smell in the chest of drawers?
Young boy sellin' them benz and scores
Gotta get rich in desperate cause
Talk about drill, gotta mention moi
No homo, but I slept with bro
Broke, I was sharin' my bredrin's clothes
Then I got rich and I kept them close
Talk about real, gotta mention moi
Credits
Writer(s): Central Cee, Einer Bankz, Rachel Keen
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