A Letter To You

(Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up though)
(MK, get that shit up then)

That Drake song, he said
"Don't get it confused this one is for you"

Ayy
I said meet me at the alter wit' the rings
After that we can lay up in the presidential suite
Wit' a view of the islands sittin' on top the sea
Like fuck everybody watchin', can you focus on me?
And promise not to choose nobody else, I can't do this by myself
Give you all of me 'cause wit' you bae I'm really at my best
And I done had a couple niggas, they was never nothin' like you
Know you had some bitches, them the ones that you would lie to
I said, but you keep it one hunnid wit' me
You keep it so gudda wit' me
Ran me up a bag and you still never want nothin' from me
And bae don't check the tag
My baby keep me stuntin' (ayy)
Get it from the front or from the side, however you want, uh
'Cause it's all yours, matchin' in Diors
Land at LAX, it's only us we cop the two door
Let the top drop, hair blowin' in the wind
And I ain't gotta say too much 'cause you know just what it is
I love you

I said
I'm the only one for you and you the only one for me
I done seen it all but this relationship is guaranteed, uh
My people think I be trippin', your people trippin' too
Let's catch a flight to the islands wherever me and you, uh
'Cause I love you and the proof is in the ticket
I hit Wafi, ain't no limit, spend whatever on my nigga
And that's facts
Postin' up the pics just to make the haters mad (on God)
Tell yo' ex to keep it pushin' she can never get you back
He got the baddest bitch around, he would never cheat (he would never cheat)
It ain't no question who he fuckin wit' after me (nobody)
I'm the type of bitch to make a nigga spend a bag on it
This the type of pussy make a nigga wanna brag on it, uh
'Cause it's all yours (yours)
You already know it
Ballin' like the bucks
Yeah, we winnin' if they keepin' score
I'ma blow it all I don't care 'bout what I spend
I ain't gotta say too much 'cause you know just what it is
I love you

(Gangsta Grillz)