Prove it, I ain’t askin’ for no vows
LV bag stuffed with trust, still I need the receipts now
Textin’ “I’m outside,” but your location don’t match the cloud
Talk drip, let it drip on me, clean like a new white tee, no foul
If you love me, ink it on the lease, add my name to the account
Twenty-one reasons you could lose me, one slip and I’m ghost, capisce?