"Dinner Table" lyrics

All these things, I
All these things mean nothin' to me (One)
(Dinner table, uh, dinner table, yeah, uh)

Hella titties at the dinner table (Dinner table)
I got models takin' photos, throwin' middle fingers (Camera, ayy, yeah)
Was a dog in my past life (Woof)
Fuck her once, then I pass her to the next guy (Shoot)
French fries, we in Paris, we F right (Doo-doo-doo)
Beef or steak, how we play, ain't no fist fight (Doo-doo-doo)
Uh, bougie bitch want it three-five
Slap her ass cheeks once, that's a free fight

Uh, I go stupid on Cristal
Crazy on Henny and honest on the red wine, uh
OVMBR, the greatest empire, uh, ayy
Future Lauren London, on my best side
No, there's no guest list, long as you're sexy
Come with your bestie, yeah
Got my songs all on her playlist, yeah
Press to play, girl, we could take it there
I let her do what she likes
Long as we're on the same page, the limit ain't crazy and if she understands, we'll be fine (Fine)
Love how she keep it so gangsta, low rise jeans with the tattoos on her waist
Told her ain't no way throw up that, gettin' too attached
Why would I do that when

Hella titties at the dinner table (Dinner table)
I got models takin' photos, throwin' middle fingers (Camera, ayy, yeah)
Was a dog in my past life (Woof)
Fuck her once, then I pass her to the next guy (Shoot)
French fries, we in Paris, we F right (Doo-doo-doo)
Beef or steak, how we play, ain't no fist fight (Doo-doo-doo)
Uh, bougie bitch want it three-five
Slap her ass cheeks once, that's a free fight