Letter to Rihanna

Only fucking with the baddest Why you fucking with an average Only fucking with the baddest 2 tones on a Patek Why you fucking with a average Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish First class trip to Paris Rising way above standards Damn you bad like my habits Get you mad Bruce Banner Damn you got that stamina Want to relax so you fasten your seat and you sit back You bout to ride and you climbing on top then you seat and you sit back F*ck is you talking about you had another guy different That don't mean a thing I want your head I want your mind I want your neck Only fucking with the baddest Why you fucking with an average Only fucking with the baddest 2 tones on a Patek Why you fucking with a average Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish? Ain't you trynna live lavish? Warm nights in cabanas Me you and a bad bitch You a freak no manners ayy Take flights like a falcon Take you out to Atlanta We can slide to Havana Bad bad with no manners ayy Show me that you got standards Show me that you got standards Show me that you got standards Show me that you got standards Show me that you got standards