Reply (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Whoa, if I write
If I write you, girl, will you reply?
Follow my commands, come on, girl, comply
You only want me 'cause my life's televised

And I can see all the lies in your eyes
But I'm no different, selling dreams for tonight
Just so I can have my way, rubbin' on your thighs
In the morning, go back home, because I do not have no ties

Yeah, but if I
If I write you, girl, tell me, would you reply?
You know, I used to be a thief up in the night (yeah, yeah)
You don't want that type of guy in your life

But what if I put on a disguise for the night? (Yeah, yeah)
What if I was to put my life up on the line? (On the line)
Don't pay no mind to them bitches, like a ticket, you're fine
Gave you a shoulder to lean on for when you cry

Uh, cry for me, for me now (uh)
No one can slow me down (uh)
I stay with forty rounds
Hit her off of Perc', gave her forty rounds

Whoa, I'm far from finished, I'm not done
I keep grabbing on her waist, she tryna run
Put my foot into it 'til she numb
Every time she moan, she be like, uh

Uh, she switched up for the same dollar
She don't know the rules of the game
'Cause she ain't have no father
Me and Artist, yeah, we know some of the same scholars
Me and Artist, go home, and we got the same problems

And we keep arguing about them same bodies
That's because you is my girl, you is my main body
Take you serious, you know I will not play about it
And if you wanna get better, baby, just pray about it

I play your body, but don't you go be fake about it
Just play your part and I won't ever complain about it
Should have called you beautiful more before you changed your body
And you did your body, girl, yeah, you really changed that body

There's couples out here that's not eatin' we got plain scallops
And clam chowder, you gon' be raising my damn toddler
And I can't lie, baby girl, there ain't no way around it
Ain't nothin' to say about it, got niggas, pull up and spray about it
I'm gone

Yeah, and when I say I'm gone
Don't you say it right after me like it's some sing-along shit
You got mad when I said that you could bring your friend along, yeah
I'm gon' fuck you to this, make this one your favorite song

And you even look sexy with no makeup on
And you ain't gotta ask me, girl, just take it off
I knew that you was nasty, the way you take it raw
I just hope that you don't think I'm crazy, girl

If I, whoa, if I write
If I write you, girl, tell me, would you reply?
You know I used to be a thief up in the night
You only want me 'cause my life's televised
But what if I put on a disguise for the night?

And I can see all the lies in your eyes (yeah, yeah)
You don't want this type of guy in your life
In the morning, go back home, because I do not have no ties

Whoa, if I write
If I write you, girl, tell me, would you reply?
Yeah, if I write you, can you reply?