JayBLGL - Controller Lyrics

Yeah, I'm stacking the racks, I run up the digits, I'm counting them up
Yo bitch on my line, she really wanna f*ck
I told her come through, I turned her to a slut
They always watching the way that I move
Put my all in this shit, I got something to prove
Riding around in an all-black coupe
If I was broke, I would hate me too

She playing games, no controller
In love with the money, I had to control her
Playing it cool, I'm keeping my composure
Your girl wish you were me, she bringing me closer
She wanted some money, I had to go show her
She busting it open, I don't even know her
We had a good night, she ride it like a Rover
She love me, she hate me, this bitch is bipolar

I'm upping the pole, that shit get straight to humming
Me and all my guys, we ball like Andre Drummond
I walk in the building, I f*ck on your cousin
You ain't getting signed, just like you Boogie Cousins
Her man is a bitch, yeah that pussy McLovin
Pull up on your bitch, and you know we make lovin
I roll up, I plot, and I get straight to puffing
Hit him in the chest, now he had trouble puffing

All black M4, I'm moving too fast
In the back of the whip, and I'm puffing on gas
Always dozing off in the back of the class
She in love with me, but we know it won't last
I spent a bag, I went and made it back
Got a body like Kim, I had to run it back
In the field, making plays like I'm a running back
Hit it once and I dub her, she come running back

Lately been feeling like Ye cause I do what I want, and I never be giving a f*ck
This bitch on my body, she eating me up
She reminding me of a Jeffrey Dahmer
I'm screaming out"Mama, Your son is a star"
We go anywhere, and they know who we are
Try to talk crazy, you better stay far
We serving him rounds, just like he at a bar

I run up the digits, I'm counting them up
Yo bitch on my line, she really wanna f*ck
I told her come through, I turned her to a slut
They always watching the way that I move
Put my all in this shit, I got something to prove
Riding around in an all-black coupe
If I was broke, I would hate me too

She playing games, no controller
In love with the money, I had to control her
Playing it cool, I'm keeping my composure
Your girl wish you were me, she bringing me closer
She wanted some money, I had to go show her
She busting it open, I don't even know her
We had a good night, she ride it like a Rover
She love me, she hate me, this bitch is bipolar, Huh