Infatuated

Lil mama on a 10 on her Instagram pictures but a 20 in person
Gotta own swag got her own bag cuz everyday she be working
Got a son he just turned 7 baby daddy all the way worthless
But she ain't tripping she just stay on her grind and keep buying mo purses
I ran into her at the corner store no linking up was not the purpose
I had a play, she had a play, a night timing was just perfect
I got her number and then I shook spot, got back to biness
Back to the music but in the back of my mind, I can still see you cruising yeah

I gotta thing for you
I gotta thing for u I think I'm feneing
Maybe it's love
Can't be love bc idk the meaning
Not saying I'm heartless, but I hardly open up I got my reasons
But you

You got me thinking bout playing it different
Looking at life from a whole new perspective
You do what you want, and say how you feel
I ain't got no choice but to respect it
Inspecting yo body like ima mechanic
Let's get out this party get you out them panties
Yo friends gone hate cuz they don't understand it
But watch how we pull up on em and they panic
Ima jump in that pussy and do damage
Make you cum then go make you sandwich
Put you on game like we got a scrimmage
Trill nigga, nothing less than authentic

Real nigga till the day that I'm finish
Can't build withca if the sky is yo limit
Every time we kick it I get that feeling baby...
I think I might be addicted cuz

I gotta thing for you
I gotta thing for u I think I'm feneing
Maybe it's love
Can't be love bc idk the meaning
Not saying I'm heartless, but I hardly open up I got my reasons
But you



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Polk
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