Find Me (feat. Ryan Hartnell)
Know where to find me (find me)
Know where to find me (find me)
On my phone nightly (find me)
On yo head I might be (find me)
Know where to find me
Know where to find me
On my phone nightly
On yo head I might be
Baby you know where to find me
On the highkey
She won't admit but she like me
I kinda likey
Vvs all on my icey
She like 'em pricey
She kinda freaky let's get spicy
It's getting dicey
Imma pull up in a rover
Hit the closer
Then she hit me with come over
She needed closure
She fucking lucky I'm soldier
I'm not a folder
Legs shaking on my shoulders
Then she bend over
Round 1 then we hit 2 or 3
Straight chilling then she said she loves me
Thinking bout all of the things we could be
Told her we gone have to wait here and see
She roll a blunt we smoking doja and trees
When I'm with her it's like a cool ocean breeze
Then she gonna take a look right at me
One hit and she down on her knees
Cause baby you
Know where to find me
Know where to find me
On my phone nightly
On yo head I might be
Know where to find me
Know where to find me
On my phone nightly
On yo head I might be
I got a hi-c
Like a juice box
My wrist icy
It go tick tock
I been running up a check peep the wrist watch
And I flooded my Patek diamonds top notch
Pass the rock to the bros like I'm Brady
Ciroc on the rocks moving lazy
They sleeping on the kid yea I hate it
But Ima watch from the top like a safety
Ou
You know where I'm at
You know where to go
You know how I feel
So let's take it slow
Know where to find me (find me)
On my phone nightly (find me)
On yo head I might be (find me)
Know where to find me
Know where to find me
On my phone nightly
On yo head I might be
Baby you know where to find me
On the highkey
She won't admit but she like me
I kinda likey
Vvs all on my icey
She like 'em pricey
She kinda freaky let's get spicy
It's getting dicey
Imma pull up in a rover
Hit the closer
Then she hit me with come over
She needed closure
She fucking lucky I'm soldier
I'm not a folder
Legs shaking on my shoulders
Then she bend over
Round 1 then we hit 2 or 3
Straight chilling then she said she loves me
Thinking bout all of the things we could be
Told her we gone have to wait here and see
She roll a blunt we smoking doja and trees
When I'm with her it's like a cool ocean breeze
Then she gonna take a look right at me
One hit and she down on her knees
Cause baby you
Know where to find me
Know where to find me
On my phone nightly
On yo head I might be
Know where to find me
Know where to find me
On my phone nightly
On yo head I might be
I got a hi-c
Like a juice box
My wrist icy
It go tick tock
I been running up a check peep the wrist watch
And I flooded my Patek diamonds top notch
Pass the rock to the bros like I'm Brady
Ciroc on the rocks moving lazy
They sleeping on the kid yea I hate it
But Ima watch from the top like a safety
Ou
You know where I'm at
You know where to go
You know how I feel
So let's take it slow
Credits
Writer(s): Noah Martins
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