What We On (feat. Big Sean)

Hit-Boy
Listen, baby
I don't need you
And you don't need me
So what's f- with each other?
Genuine, that shit genuine, you know

Ayy, different strokes for different folks, I ain't gon' treat you like you basic
I ain't rushing you to f- me, like a doctor, I got patience
Let me pick your brain, get to know your heart, I ain't gon' break it
Let me meet a few of your friends so they could say what you ain't sayin'
Say what you want and I'm making it happen
You know that it's nothin' (know that it's nothin')
You hug me tight, that a- poking, you know I'ma cuff it (know I'ma grab it)
You got baggage, I'ma accept it, you know I ain't runnin' (going nowhere)
I love your looks, I wonder how you look when you c- (whoa, whoa)

I love your tone, can't wait to hear you moan (ooh)
Welcome to my home, this all me, baby, I'm grown (me)
I ain't trying to buy your love but I'll get you what you want
I ain't got no time to waste, you don't either, what we on?

Ayy, yeah, I'm heartless, but I got a heart, baby, I got a big one (I got a big one)
And I ain't got no girl yet 'cause I know how to pick 'em (know what I need)
Probably was waiting on you, you laying at three, I'll be there at two
You like to eat, I'll have you some food
We can do whatever, what you wanna do? (Whatever)

Have my front, I got your back, I ain't just talking, I'ma prove it (nah)
You ain't never felt your heart drop, I'ma be the one that do it (yep)
Get this gun in your name, I'ma be the one that shoot it
I appreciate your last n-, he the one that blew it

Oh s-, it say poor connection, bae
Connect to the Wi-Fi or somethin'
Alright, bet, there you go
What was I saying? Oh, yeah (ayy, ayy)

Say you wanna pull up on me, I got 1942
Say my car too fast to drink and drive, I got a driver, we cool
Don't say cousin, bae, say relative (for real)
My n- into some gang s- and they sensitive (yeah)

Just never lie or be sneaky, that s- a dealbreaker (dealbreaker)
Swear I used to be a player, now I'm a playmaker (I'm a playmaker)
Done spent so much time with you that you talk like me
Start up a business, get a game until you ball like me, yeah

I done got nothing to hide, see my pics, hop in my Live
My old h- is tuning in, make sure to wave and tell 'em, "Hi" (hi)
Twin flame, twin Rollies, I'm so thankful for your time (time)
Your old n- had you trapped, I'm so glad you made it out

Yeah, I got a million miles, we could island-hop it out (for real)
Take you to the Amazon that don't deliver to your house
They hit up your phone, you ignoring your phone
You know what they 'bout, uh (brrt)
You like how I feel, you know that this real, you ain't gotta doubt, uh

How I'm supposed to tell you no for real if you gon' ask like that?
You like opposite of what I like so we attract like that (on God)
I ain't know you had that secret body on strap like that
R.I.P. your last n- 'cause he in your past like that

Yeah
R.I.P. all those fuck niggas, feel me?

Ayy, different strokes for different folks, I ain't gon' treat you like you basic
I ain't rushing you to f- me, like a doctor, I got patience
Let me pick your brain, get to know your heart, I ain't gon' break it
Let me meet a few of your friends so they could say what you ain't saying
Say what you want and I'm making it happen
You know that it's nothin' (know that it's nothin')
You hug me tight, that a- poking, you know I'ma cuff it (know I'ma grab it)
You got baggage, I'ma accept it, you know I ain't runnin' (going nowhere)
I love your looks, I wonder how you look when you cumming (whoa)

I love your tone, can't wait to hear you moan
Welcome to my home, that's all me, baby, I'm grown
I ain't tryna buy your love but I'll get you what you want
I ain't got no time to waste, you don't either, what we on?



Credits
Writer(s): Wallace Terry Sanchez, Shawn Michael Anderson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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