She said she don't ever see me, only on the camera
And that just makes her anxious, I'm not surprised
She said she don't wanna be on TV, but I'm handsome
Let me be your Casper, I'm in disguise

Yeah, face so fuckin' fine
It's bait, I'm lookin' twice (woo)
Shame you're not lookin' mine
But they do say love is blind
Fame gets put aside
I take my aim, you duck and dive
Yeah, any place I'm up inside
Just ain't the same, there's nothin' right, yeah
Know you like the finer things
Every night, step in designer skins
All you need's a diamond ring
But if you don't reply, I can't buy you things (ah)
Board the plane, we fly Havana
Cut the chase, let's find the matter
You say you don't like the camera
Love the way you lie, Rihanna (woo)

She said she don't ever see me, only on the camera
And that just makes her anxious, I'm not surprised
She said she don't wanna be on TV, but I'm handsome
Let me be your Casper, I'm in disguise (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

In disguise, in disguise, in disguise (woo)
When I'm outside, I'm in disguise, in disguise (yeah)

Won't play like a broken disc, but you still treat me like I don't exist
Sent a DM and closed it quick, woke up and prayed that you opened it
Keep you with a frozen wrist, but your ex-man can't, he was old as shit
Take rides in the chauffeured whip
I'm the guy, but you just ain't noticed it
Know you like the nicer things, so, just say the word, I'm flyin' in
Don't know why you're fightin' things, you ain't gotta look far
You can find a king
Board the plane, don't like the manor
All the same, your guy's a capper
You said you won't like a rapper
Love the way you lie, Rihanna
(What you on about? I don't even like rappers, ha-ha)

She said she don't ever see me, only on the camera
And that just makes her anxious, I'm not surprised
She said she don't wanna be on TV, but I'm handsome
Let me be your Casper, I'm in disguise (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

In disguise, in disguise, in disguise (woo)
When I'm outside, I'm in disguise, in disguise (yeah)
In disguise, in disguise, in disguise
When I'm outside, I'm in disguise, in disguise

Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh (yeah)
She don't know, man, she don't know 'bout the kid, man
She don't know I'm the king of my city, man
She'll know one day, though
We'll get there, we'll get there
Hahaha

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Writer(s): Abubakar Shariff-Farr, Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones, Taras Slusarenko