(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Ayo
Told him shoot his shot like his main opp
Now I′m falling for him like a raindrop
D-d-d-d-done that, run that
Yo, Patty, give me the gun back
When he say "cock it back", gun off safety
Thinking 'bout you lately, JoJo and K-Ci
I be on that calm flex, them gyal hasty
Gyal, they want me face, but them gyal they can′t face me
I-I ain't really tryna let him in-in
(in-in)
But if he's a G, it′s a win-win
(win-win)
Can′t play the queen before the king-king
(king-king)
Bitch, I'm the Pinkprint, tell him to kiss the pink ring
Fallin′ for you
(I think I'm fallin′ for you)
Fallin' for you
(I think I′m fallin' for you)
Fallin' for you (I think I′m-, I think I′m-, I think I'm fallin′ for you)
They like 'em, they fighting, they coming, they tugging
I kill ′em, I beat 'em, I see them, they ducking
Got pit-bulls, we feed ′еm, it's nothing
They never been official, thеy never been the issue
Plus they know that my body tea, my middle initial
I let him kiss the real, he know my looks could kill
These bitches gotta shake they ass to show sex appeal
Fallin' for you
(I think I′m fallin′ for you)
Fallin' for you
(I think I′m fallin' for you)
Fallin′ for you
Picture that, picture me giving bitches slack
Picture pretending and give all these bitches piggyback
Picture using me and the Barbz and never giving back
Soon as they think they see the light, I turn the picture black
Ain't at the mall but between me and them, it′s a gap
Pictures saying that you the queen and knowing it's a fact
Picture my head giving wet and wavy, strawberry daq'
Yo, matter of fact, let me take that back before they steal that
Picture me opening the vault, bitch, I seal that
Picture them disses sticking like grits, bitches feel that
Picture me telling bitches catch it, outer field that
Picture me not telling my lil′ niggas drill that
Picture you ending up under the seat, where the dread at?
Picture not listening when I said that you would dread that
I mean locs ho, you-you′s a chop ho
I'm number one, y′all go argue over top four
Clean, sweep, you getting mopped, ho
Picture me dressed in black, they calling me Miss Mary Mack
You get the picture, my niggas airing that
Li-like married to the mob, bitch, I'm married to the MAC
Picture in, now getting scary, it′s airy, where the MACs?
Fallin' for you
(I think I′m fallin' for you)
Fallin' for you
(I think I′m fallin′ for you)
Fallin' for you (I think I′m-, I think I'm-, I think I′m fallin' for you)
Ayo, you gotta catch me while I care, I ain′t calling for you
Watching my every move, thought I was fallin' for you?
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Jacob Atl Jacob Canady, Darryon Aaron Bunton
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