Mai Elle-Planet Vegeta

She don’t, she don’t, yeah She don’t, she don’t, ayy She don’t make my bread And she don’t make my bed So don’t go touching my hair Don’t go touching my shit ‘Cause you don’t make my bed She don’t make my bread And she don’t make my bed So don’t go touching my hair Don’t go touching my shit ‘Cause you don’t make my bed Shawty say I only hit her line when I’m tryna get mine Only wanna shine like a dime Never wanna put in time, never wanna put in grind Sick of all the where’s, what, why’s I’m not tryna put you down, I’m just tryna lift you up Negative talk got me fucked up Playing Stormzy “Shut Up,” playing Stormzy “Shut Up” Now this the shit that she don’t believe in Reap the fruits of all them low seasons She shot hun seat when I’m reaping, she so selfish She don’t, she don’t, yeah She don’t, she don’t, ayy She don’t make my bread And she don’t make my bed So don’t go touching my hair Don’t go touching my shit ‘Cause you don’t make my bed She don’t make my bread And she don’t make my bed So don’t go touching my hair Don’t go touching my shit ‘Cause you don’t make my bed And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t, yeah And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t, yeah And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t, yeah And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t Huh, don’t I make it look easy? Don’t I make it look good? She don’t make my bread She don’t make my bread Don’t go touching— She don’t make my bread She don’t make my bread Don’t go touching— She don’t make my bread She don’t make my bread Don’t go touching— She don’t make my bread She don’t make my bread Say, she don’t wanna make my ooh She be on the way like ooh, oh yeah I don’t wanna wait, I’m cool I done got no time for you, oh yeah Pull up your phone, I bet Veeno all in your set Veeno pay all your rent You don’t listen, see no vision, no, no, no And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t, yeah And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t, yeah And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t, yeah And she don’t, and she don’t, and she don’t She don’t make my bread And she don’t make my bed So don’t go touching my hair Don’t go touching my shit ‘Cause you don’t make my bed She don’t make my bread And she don’t make my bed So don’t go touching my hair Don’t go touching my shit ‘Cause you don’t make my bed