Whatever
Hey (haha)
Oouu (aye)
Turn up turn up (hey)
Oouu
Fortunate let em hear it
Aye
Finished strong last semester
Now you on break
All fall winter spring
You was doing planks
Eating right getting fit
Getting in shape
Niggas peep you
Here and there
You was busy
Making bank
Hoes be hating but
You be in your own world
Back that ass up
Like 99
Yea you go girl
Links and drinks in the city
With your home girls
Filters on your story snapping selfies
On your phone girl
In and out of Sephora
Fuck up a check and adore you
I'm your boots you my Dora
Desire designer
Order more of the upscale shit
For occasional purposes
Purchase this
Fuck it up I got bud
I could be your study buddy
No lovey dovey
My pass is ugly
You told me yours ain't that pretty
Sike I lied won't spend a penny
No pennys for you thots
But I'll share wisdom with the women
If that don't make sense
To you then figure out what's missing
Yea I
See it in your eyes
So come nearer
Reflective imagery
I'm yo mirror
Don't Bill Cosby me
I ain't no come up
Fuck til the sun up
This a vibe
Unlike your daily routine
Light a blunt up
I'm so blunt with it
Come get it
Temptations calling
Who's gonna pick up
Listen
Give up quit it
Decisions decisions
Indecisive collisions
Man I'm so done with it
It's whatever
You wore your heart on your sleeve
Ain't check the weather
Fuck how you feel
My disappointment won't get better
Hopefully we make our minds up
Before times up
Until then Imma live life up
Yo It's whatever
You wore your heart on your sleeve
Ain't check the weather
Fuck how you feel
My disappointment won't get better
Hopefully we make our minds up
Before times up
Until then Imma live life up
You ain't shit yea yea
I'm use to that line
Fucking up great potential
Mentally melting minds
The pills got her friends tripping
Mix that Red Bull with Hennessy
Take a sip and embrace the setting
Don't know wear I'm headed
Just pour my heart in a cup
Gang in this bitch
She show signs of throwing up
Lightweight bike breaks
Slow the motion fight breaks
Break it up
It's too late
Neighbors making they complaints
Got my fair share of fun
Mingling and shit
Took his girl
He fell in love
She wasn't interested
In his Drake moments
Make no mistake
Yea she on it heavy
Her momma retired last year
Her pops uber the Chevy
I'm ready
Let's hit the telly
Let's get it on
I threw some Marvin on
Now I got her hitting high notes
Like an opera song
Long story short
I forgot the rubber that day
Months go by now she jacking she got
Twins on the way
Damn (dumbass)
Oouu (aye)
Turn up turn up (hey)
Oouu
Fortunate let em hear it
Aye
Finished strong last semester
Now you on break
All fall winter spring
You was doing planks
Eating right getting fit
Getting in shape
Niggas peep you
Here and there
You was busy
Making bank
Hoes be hating but
You be in your own world
Back that ass up
Like 99
Yea you go girl
Links and drinks in the city
With your home girls
Filters on your story snapping selfies
On your phone girl
In and out of Sephora
Fuck up a check and adore you
I'm your boots you my Dora
Desire designer
Order more of the upscale shit
For occasional purposes
Purchase this
Fuck it up I got bud
I could be your study buddy
No lovey dovey
My pass is ugly
You told me yours ain't that pretty
Sike I lied won't spend a penny
No pennys for you thots
But I'll share wisdom with the women
If that don't make sense
To you then figure out what's missing
Yea I
See it in your eyes
So come nearer
Reflective imagery
I'm yo mirror
Don't Bill Cosby me
I ain't no come up
Fuck til the sun up
This a vibe
Unlike your daily routine
Light a blunt up
I'm so blunt with it
Come get it
Temptations calling
Who's gonna pick up
Listen
Give up quit it
Decisions decisions
Indecisive collisions
Man I'm so done with it
It's whatever
You wore your heart on your sleeve
Ain't check the weather
Fuck how you feel
My disappointment won't get better
Hopefully we make our minds up
Before times up
Until then Imma live life up
Yo It's whatever
You wore your heart on your sleeve
Ain't check the weather
Fuck how you feel
My disappointment won't get better
Hopefully we make our minds up
Before times up
Until then Imma live life up
You ain't shit yea yea
I'm use to that line
Fucking up great potential
Mentally melting minds
The pills got her friends tripping
Mix that Red Bull with Hennessy
Take a sip and embrace the setting
Don't know wear I'm headed
Just pour my heart in a cup
Gang in this bitch
She show signs of throwing up
Lightweight bike breaks
Slow the motion fight breaks
Break it up
It's too late
Neighbors making they complaints
Got my fair share of fun
Mingling and shit
Took his girl
He fell in love
She wasn't interested
In his Drake moments
Make no mistake
Yea she on it heavy
Her momma retired last year
Her pops uber the Chevy
I'm ready
Let's hit the telly
Let's get it on
I threw some Marvin on
Now I got her hitting high notes
Like an opera song
Long story short
I forgot the rubber that day
Months go by now she jacking she got
Twins on the way
Damn (dumbass)
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Writer(s): Fortunate
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