Fear Of Heights lyrics - drake

 Ayy, ayy, look

Why they make it sound like I'm still hung up on you?

That could never be

Gyal can't ruin me

Better him than me

Better it's not me

I'm anti, I'm anti

Yeah, and the sex was average with you

Yeah, I'm anti 'cause I had it with you

Okay, I'm auntie like your daddy sister

Auntie like a family picture

And I had way badder bitches than you, TBH

Yeah, that man, he still with you, he can't leave you

Y'all go on vacation, I bet it's Antilles

Let me stop

You know what? Fuck it, let me go

What? Ayy, what? Ayy, what? Ayy

Girl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law, huh

Girl, you make me wanna work you like the job, ayy

I know you a cat, but can your pussy do the dog?

Let's go pound for pound, I'm in Europe

Chrome Heart Culli', I had it imported

Got in my feelings, I had to record it

I never met a bitch that wasn't for it

Don't pay for pussy, I tip for the service

Let's keep it frank, I just got dessert

I'm in the G-Wagon Maybach

Just like some currency, baby, they had to convert it

I heard your bank account is on stuck

How can you keep it buck if you ain't got no bucks?

How can you keep it a hundred if you ain't got hundreds around 'cause you stackin' 'em up?

You niggas some pussy, for real

You niggas some sissy, for real

Virginia, I pull up and chill

You know you can't come where I stay

'Fore you get caught on a date

'Fore you get put on a plate, ah

'Fore you get slid on like skates

'Fore I get turned up like bass

I know that look on they face

Don't tell me your scared of Lil' Drake

Don't tell me your scared of Lil' Aubrey

My niggas is crazy, Wallahi

Don't even know how we escape

The chain on her neck is a A

And she got a lot that she need

So she gotta drop to her knees

Then she can go shoppin' for free

I got up with a opp at the mall

That nigga was coppin' a plea

Out the country, I link with OZ

Spendin' money ain't foreign to me

You don't do that shit more than me

You don't do this shit more than me

He might take you on trips and he might have some hits

But, baby, not more than me

He might be at the trap and order some ones

But ain't throwin' more than me

What? Ayy, what? Ayy, what? Ayy

Girl, you make me wanna cuff you like the law, huh

Girl, you make me wanna work you like the job, ayy

I know you a cat, but can your pussy do the dog?