"Sets Up" lyrics

Brr, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Ayy
Oh yeah, ayy

Baby, don't fret
Just take a deep breath
I know you've been hurt
Just give me what's left (Oh yeah, ayy)
The bodies I've felt
The souls that I've kept
Don't love me, I'm dead
I just care 'bout myself
Ayy, ayy, ayy

But I rep my set
It's all on my neck
Strap is on deck
Shawty, drop neck
Bodies drop fast
Covered in cash
Fuck her, then dash
Fuck love, I'm sad (Skrrt)

She love me I'm bad
I don't love her back
I'm all in my bag
Just to fuck up my racks (Rrr)
Get the fuck off my sack
Run up, get wacked
I ran up a stack (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bitch the come up was fast
She grab on my dick and she hold on my chain (Woah)
She don't know shit, but she think that I'm paid (hey)
I don't pay her shit, she just do this for fame
Give no fucks, cause I'm high as fuck off all this cocaine, (Woah)
Put a hole in my brain, (Woah)
Now I can finally think straight
Girls from back home say, they noticed I changed
'Cause the fuck hoes love clout, man, these hoes not the same

Now it's all about a dollar
Cuban link my collar
And these hoes love my persona
Niggas hate me, they start drama, but, uh
My nigga a shotta, yeah (Pew-pew-pew)
Shut up or get shot up, (Bang-bang)
We smell blood, like a piranha
And you smell like Benihana

Baby, don't fret
Just take a deep breath
I know you've been hurt (Brr)
Just give me what's left
The bodies I've felt
The souls that I've kept
Don't love me, I'm dead
I just care 'bout myself
Baby, don't fret
Just take a deep breath
I know you've been hurt
Just give me what's left (Oh yeah, hey)
The bodies I've felt
The souls that I've kept
Don't love me, I'm dead
I just care 'bout myself

But I rep my set
It's all on my neck
Strap is on deck
Shawty, drop neck, ayy
Bodies drop fast
Covered in cash
Fuck her, then dash
Fuck love, I'm sad

Girl, that ass fat, sit on my lap
She said what's that
It's my dick or my gat
I'm popping no cap
I got it no cap
Red on yo hat, if I squeeze its no cap
Shawty know I flex, flex, flex, flex, flex
I don't want pussy just neck, neck, neck
I don't give a dick unless its wet, wet, wet
Like drip, drip, drip that's the best sex, yet
Lemme see your ID, bitch, I need proof
Oh you're 19, perfect, that's cool
Hey, hop in my coupe (Skrrt)
Shawty, just you
Time to get loose
Shawty, I'm in that mood, oh

Now it's all about a dollar
Cuban link my collar
And these hoes love my persona
Niggas hate me, they start drama, but, uh
My nigga a shotta, yeah
Shut up or get shot up
We smell blood, like a piranha
And you smell like Benihana, huh