Letra de My Collection! 2 - Autumn!

Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Even if I— Even if I— Even if I— (Woah, woah, woah)

Elena, you only hit me when you got a nigga like I'ma want somethin' to do with you

Kimmy, I really think we could've had something special, but you never saw the big picture (Woah)

Just being honest, it's still Cassidy over all of y'all, baby, you know that I miss you

Fuck it, it's plenty of fish in the river, okay, okay, let's get back to the scripture (Hey)

Kyra just moved to LA, I think she thirty-five now, she the oldest I'm hittin'

Jasmine can't stay in the country, always tryna fly out (Yeah), said she goin' back to Kenya (Yeah)

I seen Kiara, act like she ain't see me, but Kayla just text me and said that she need me

But fuck it, it is what it is if you leaving

Selana, where you at? I'm back in Phoenix (Woah)

Too many hoes in the DMs, so I can't respond now, just act like I don't see it (Woah)

Back in New Orleans, I'm looking for Ari, ain't gotta say much, girl, you know what I mean (Woah)

Dani keep tryna spin back, had to put her in timeout 'cause there's no point in linkin' (Linkin')

I can't do nothin' with Imani, she don't wanna vibe out if you know what I'm thinkin'

Bri always come out the blue askin' me for some money, uh-uh, get somebody else to do it

Soon as I get on their nerves, they wan' go and be petty and go post somebody else's music

Ain't tryna name a good girl in my life, but she don't rub my back, I don't know who else could do it

Yeah, I'm a rich nigga, baby, but I cannot buy you a bag, get somebody else to do it to you

Can't right my wrongs, but I can write this poetry (I can write this poetry)

Wonder if I wasn't Autumn!, would Danielle notice me? (Would she notice me?)

And Mani, she'll do what I say, that's how it's supposed to be (That's how it's supposed to be)

They just tell me I sound like Future if he was in Jodeci (Like Future if he was in Jodeci)

Back of the Bentley Bentayga, we barely could fit in this bitch, it's like six hoes in here

Gucci, don't care about it, I put Pucci on everybody, it's some rich hoes in here

Pointers on everybody, diamonds pointing at everybody, now she kissing my ear

Look at that status, rose gold Patek, I'm thinkin' 'bout Cassidy (Woah)

Thinkin' 'bout Kim, she so damn tatted

I'm thinkin' 'bout Dallas, thinkin' 'bout Austin (India)

I'm thinkin' 'bout Sydney, ain't talking Australia

Missin' Miami (Miami), run the bands to the dresser (Dresser), shit look like Magic (Like Magic, woah)

Thinkin' 'bout Houston, I'm too influenced, but I still miss Lafayette

Bri always come out the blue askin' me for some money, uh-uh, get somebody else to do it

Soon as I get on their nerves, they wan' go and be petty and go post somebody else's music

Ain't tryna name a good girl in my life, but she don't rub my back, I don't know who else could do it

Yeah, I'm a rich nigga, baby, but I cannot buy you a bag, get somebody else to do it to you

Uh-uh, get somebody else to do it

Get somebody else to do it

Couldn't be me, girl, get somebody else to do it

Every time you text my phone, like

I don't even have to read what it said, like

I'm sitting here getting ready

Why do I smile every single time? Like

I deadass have a crush on you for real, like, it's serious

Like, this is one of those, like, middle school crushes

Like, you dress good, so you're, like, just in case your crush comes to school that day

And, so they'll see your outfit, yeah

It's that type, like

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