Playboi Carti - Dallas lyrics

[Hook: Joey Fatts] f**in' hoes, doin' shows Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Every day a n***a pourin' fours, they got it for the low Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Hit a club and make a movie, after that go eat at Rudy's Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Now I'm at The Galleria, blowin' bags on some Louis Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas [Verse 1: Joey Fatts] Every time a n***a out here, all the b**hes show me love See that's why a n***a f** with Dallas, f** with Dallas f**in' b**hes like a f**in' savage, f**in' savage Man I swear I got a f**in' habit, f**in' habit VLONE hoodie, Bathing Ape tennis shoes n***as actin' tough, I call gun up we gon' come act a fool At The Galleria blowin' bandz while I'm with my crew Makin' change of plans, pick her up and smash her in the coupe Ay, young n***a with the clout, walkin' in, cashin' out With a thick Dallas b**h, you probably thought she from the south Poppin' bottles in Vlive with my feet up on the couch Throwin' signs, talkin' money cause that's all that we about, aye [Hook: Joey Fatts] f**in' hoes, doin' shows Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Every day a n***a pourin' fours, they got it for the low Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Hit a club and make a movie, after that go eat at Rudy's Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Now I'm at The Galleria, blowin' bags on some Louis Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Pockets Russell Simons, all I want is cake Shawty a** baby fat, all she wear is Fendi For a Pretty P, my n***a come serve you out the Bentley I might just hurt your feelings, I spend a check, no feelings I got a ho in Dallas, she f** me with no feelings n***a, pay attention, no I can't pay no tention I got the club going up, they startin' to pay attention Neiman Marcus cashin' out, now my roof missin' n***as sneak dissin', sneak mention Like some little b**hes, I should f** your b**hes I got three chains on me, n***as know I'm winnin' [Hook: Joey Fatts] f**in' hoes, doin' shows Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Every day a n***a pourin' fours, they got it for the low Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Hit a club and make a movie, after that go eat at Rudy's Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dallas Now I'm at The Galleria, blowin' bags on some Louis Man I think that I'm in love with Dallas, love with Dalla