Art Basel

Figured you prolly only with me for the hype now
Finding ways your social media could spike now
Catch the head roll off the bed and catch a flight now
The coast is clear your Ubers here bitch

Cuz I ain't the one for you
Tried to play me girl nice try, want connection get wifi, need to find you a nice guy
Cuz I ain't the one for you
Fetti over them feelings, emotion after these millions, secure the bag and concealing it
Cuz I ain't the one for you... No, no, no
Cuz I ain't he one for you... No, no

Woke up in Boston, Took a trip out to Hartford
Deuced an American Spirit, Headed off to departure
Board at JFK, Sent some love to the family
V.i.p at Art Basel, Palm trees in Miami
Popping bottles on Collins Ave, straight facts I ain't gotta brag
Dress code what the fuck is that? Walked passed the line so i know they mad
Fendi this... Versace that... Designers got these niggas wearing drag
Pull a bitch in my Nike slips, swag and I ain't even in my bag
Buy a round on somebody's tab, out of town don't know how to act
More bottles love the sound of that, nights end sliding out the back
Because you either play the game, Or end up being played

Cuz I ain't the one for you
Tried to play me girl nice try, want connection get wifi, need to find you a nice guy
Cuz I ain't the one for you
Fetti over them feelings, emotion after these millions, secure the bag and concealing it
Cuz I ain't the one for you... No, no, no
Cuz I ain't he one for you... No, no

Kick back at the W... Khaled catered it with Avion
Shorty asked T to hit the weed... Ain't condone that leaching shit at all
Bossman in the bungalow... As far as women there were plenty
Jay All Day on the boardwalk yelling fuck the water give her Henny
Private party in the pool, another party on the roof
Wasn't on the list & popped both spots young niggas got the juice
In the mix with the Dusse, nah shorty you cant sit here
Whole squad locked the whole section throwing hoes out like we live here
It's a dub like a ten paired, put the sin in sincere
Bad shit get the telly lit all off the brown like Pam Grier
On a wave 'til I wipe out
On a wave 'til I wipe out
Light it up when the lights out
Hungover for the flight now

Cuz I ain't the one for you
Tried to play me girl nice try, want connection get wifi, need to find you a nice guy
Cuz I ain't the one for you
Fetti over them feelings, emotion after these millions, secure the bag and concealing it
Cuz I ain't the one for you... No, no, no
Cuz I ain't he one for you... No, no

Jersey made, Connecticut raised
New York paid, it's more than a phase
I'm here for every season
Cuz every season's my season
That's my reason nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Cohiba Season
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