Woah (feat. Jeremih)

Yo Jeremih! Them girls over there, are they with you?
Tell them we outside and we getting money too

Fly shit only
You should never be lonely
How you get into this party
How you jumping out the Rarri
Fly shit
Living in a suicide
How you get that bag with no nine to five
Never had your love but I fantasize

Gotta keep it real girl you the goat
And I swear that you way too close got me like whoa
Anything that you want to you can take my soul
Only thing that I need from you is stay 10 toes
Got me like whoa
Got me like whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa
Got me like whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa
Got me like whoa

Should I pull up in that Bugatti
Cuz I heard you pulled up in that Rarri
And you pulled up with your best friend
Heard y'all got it lit inside the party
100 for the watch gun inside my socks
Walked up in the spot like everybody taking shots
Shots, shots
Are we fucking or we not?
But baby girl you're nothing like a thot
You got your nails done
And your wig lit
And your best fit
Fuck the next bitch
Fuck your ex's
Read your texts
Grab your home girl let's hit the exit

Girl you the goat
And I swear that you way too close got me like whoa
Anything that you want to you can take my soul
Only thing that I need from you is stay 10 toes
Got me like whoa
Got me like whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa
Got me like whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa
Got me like whoa

You should have my last cuz you first place
Trying hit it out no first base
Murdering the ops with a straight face
Put it on my face how thang taste
Fly shit me you in a suicide
Working over time even nine to five
Never had your love but I fantasize
Gotta keep it real girl you the goat
And I swear that you way too close got me like whoa
Any that you want to you can take my soul
Only thing that I need from you is stay 10 toes
Got me like whoa
Got me like whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa
Got me like whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Zale Epstein, John Mitchell, Caswell Senior, Ivory Scott, Eliot Dubock
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