"gigolo" lyrics

He don't love me
He don't want me
I just use him for his body, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, he a gigolo

Every time I need a max on the roulette
You bet I'ma hit the chick for a new check
Fallin' out my mind, I'm Phuket
Few ket', got me cookin' up like a Creuset (He a gigolo)
Every other week, we on a cute trip, cute shit
Say I want a boat, I got a cruise ship
Never feelin' blue, I'm throwin' blue strips
Blue fit, chewin' BlueChew, I'm 'bout blue chips (Oh, he a gigolo)
Gettin' violated in a whip
Mama take me to the store and she bought me a Patek, ayy (Ayy)
Eatin' caviar off a strip
Told me put her on her tab if I'm giving her the tip

This the pretty boy anthem
If you tall, sexy, handsome
You a certified gigolo

He don't love me (Yes, I do)
He don't want me (Yes, I do)
I just use him for his body, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm on my pretty boy shit
Oh, he a gigolo (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
He-he a gigolo (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Oh, he a gigolo (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Damn, I'm a certified gigolo

I'm a trust fund baby, no money
Better call me by my name like I'm Lil Nas X (Where the cash at?)
In the green light district, I'm a young male mistress
Makin' racks every time I have sex (Where the cash at?)
I call her Dwayne, how she rockin' on my Johnson
No safe words, she ain't givin' me no option
I play the long game, think it's time to lock in
Throw me in her will, so I'm pickin' out her coffin
Yeah, I'm rich now (Ayy)
Even bad bitches ain't gettin' discounts (Ayy)
She want a free car for making me raise an eyebrow
Shit, every city that I go turn to Pound Town

This the pretty boy anthem
If you tall, sexy, handsome
You a certified gigolo

He don't love me (Yes, I do)
He don't want me (Yes, I do)
I just use him for his body, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm on my pretty boy shit
Oh, he a gigolo (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
He-he a gigolo (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Oh, he a gigolo (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Damn, I'm a certified gigolo