Send It

I was like why
It's Christmas time
Why you on my line right now tryna fight
It's gifting time
Woke up fine now you tryna dim my light
It's listening time
For the wrong things got me saying Jesus Christ
Like this ain't time

Tryna spend time with the fam
Mama got the hot oil in the pan
Reminisce bout as much as we can
All them long drives in the minivan
Pops long nights was a busy man
Them beach days playing in the sand
Back when I used to go by little man
And me and bro fight every chance we can
Early morning running to the
Running to the bus
Asked dad for another buck for that four dollar lunch
Why you on my phone tryna fuss
All week girl you been acting suspicious
Attitude on I don't give a fuck
'Posed to be my peace like a dove

So babygirl send me yo
Send me yo love
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love yea
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love yea
Babygirl send me yo

Teaching on and off the court if you reaching then I'm teaching
Look at the sequence
I'm not sure if you even peeped it
Did I offend you cuz you been playing lotta defense
No need to pretend
Babygirl tell me what you thinking
She a scorpio maybe that's why shit stings
We get lit like Tokyo babygirl eyes so chink
Big drip like torpedo goats float we don't sink
Get you nice things
Maybe a ring, bling

So babygirl send me yo love
Send me yo love
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love yea
Babygirl send me yo love
Send me your love
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love yea
Babygirl send me yo love

So babygirl send me yo
Send me yo love
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love yea
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love
Babygirl send me yo
Send me your love yea



Credits
Writer(s): Oluwatomi Bada
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