Song Name – ILMB
Singer – Sheck Wes and Travis Scott
Check out ILMB Song Lyrics by Sheck Wes and Travis Scott
I love my b*tch (Yeah)
I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch(Yeah)
But we don’t look at love the same (B*tch)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But do we look at love the same? (No)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But we don’t look at love the same
She say I’m nonchalant (Nonchalant)
I don’t care now that I changed
You the one I want (You the one I want)
You ain’t gotta call me names
I ain’t gotta front, I got a gang of hoes like Flavor Flav (Yeah)
I ain’t got my gun, my gangster bitch tote one every day (B*tch)
She roll up my blunts, heat up my meals, and watch me play 2K (Yeah)
She so in love (Woah), say anything like nowadays (Yeah)
I love my b*tch (B*tch)
But do we look at love the same?
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
I love my b*tch, I love my bitch, I love my b*tch, I— (Yeah, b*tch)
Who’s by my side when I was on my lonely?
Who’s on my side when I ain’t see the homies?
Long live Gigi, long live Kobe
Gotta listen Chief Keef, I can’t love no thotties (Yeah)
You be lovin’ thotties that be **** everybody
Got a couple thotties poppin’ p*ssy in the party (B*tch)
I be in the party getting higher than Bob Marley (B*tch)
I’ll buy you a G-class, you buy me a ‘Rari
I need me a rich b*tch, sponsor me (Come sponsor me)
Fallin’ out of love, gon’ be a tragedy (Yeah)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But she get up on my nerves (Yeah)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
I love her swag, I love her curves (Yeah)
I love my b*tch (I love my bitch)
She’s never feelin’ insecure (I love her)
I love my b*tch (Yeah)
She love me back, I swear, I’m sure
Like, I love my b*tch (I love my bitch)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch , I love my b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
I love my b*tch (B*tch), I love my b*tch (Yeah)
And she give me all the love
Snuck Lil Uzi Vert (Woo) in her purse right in the club
Said, “I love you” first (Huh?), she said, “Only in God I trust”
To make the matters worse, I left them hundreds, fifties in them duff’
I asked a lot and still you know my AP b*tches keep the stuff (Ah, mm)
One thick like Georgia cause’ she moved to NY, think she know ’bout ‘roughs (Mm)
Ask me about Brazil, thirty thousand, b*tch, come get a dub, please (Mm)
New in the town, my b*tch, she brought some b*tches bad as us
Shoutout to College Town, who got sorority baddies down to rush
We took the hotel down, filled up with every baddie that I love (Oww)
She poppin’ and tweakin’, we listen, don’t judge
I used to have my b*tch (Yeah), then I left my b*tch or my b*tch left me (Ya dig?)
I’m gettin’ too Boston Richey, can somebody help me? (F*ck)
The way I’m ballin’ out at Oscar, need an ESPY (B*tch)
I think I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch, I—, yeah (Yeah, mm)
I love my b*tch(I love my b*tch; yeah, b*tch)
I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch, I love my b*tch(Yeah, b*tch)
But we don’t look at love the same (B*tch)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But do we look at love the same? (No)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But the love, I swear, it changed (Yeah)
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But she switched up for the fame
I love my b*tch (I love my b*tch)
But I’m too real and she too fake
I love my b*tch, I love my bitch, I love my b*tch , I love my b*tch(Like yeah, b*tch)
I love my b*tch (Yeah, bitch)
(Oww) I love my b*tch
But do we look at love—?
