What (feat. Mialyse & D.I.6)
Whats your name,
Whats your vibe?
Give a sign,
What you came for?
Whats your number?
How you wanna,
Do your thing?
Know I crave more
It's Mialyse
I'm a Leo
Do you crave me
Don't try to trap me
Lock me up and have a baby
I'm not the type to run your pockets I ain't JT
I'm wondering if we could sit and roll this bay leave
Or talk about some shit that happened in the eighties
Or colorism
Got not type call me Swea Lee
Showing me pictures of when you Had the curley top
But baby baby you done showed me that you so wavy
Stains on his plane tee
You just amaze me
Might be Fugazi
I'm such a lady
Don't try to play me
My eyes are lazy
Way down you lay me
I need a day please
All I see is you when I'm out in public
Got damn I'm crushin'
Try to approach her with this swag but she peeped me stumblin'
Cheaply humbling
Keep me coming
Brand new tennis shoes
Yea she too much to handle
Smoove like a phantom
Have you dancing all night
Sip bacardi on ice
Now your body feeling nice
You know just what I mean
Just take a second
1, 2, 3
Tryna get in between
You breathe I breathe
You need your peace and reassurance
So you don't come
Running back to me
Back back
Can tell a lot about her style for the while know she paid.
All classic,
stepping out different stay mixing fashion.
The fabric
The finer.
Eyeliner, be prime unmatched in.
I'm asking,
how can a brother get it
A tasklist
I love it.
Break every heart like its nothing.
Out on the road for two shows.
Might blow a budget.
Be a bummer if I'm bumming for the smoke.
Out in the valley.
Send me the addy.
Hoping a half of me go
Send me some packets of that wacky
Case she ready to blow.
Over the ave.
We out the back on the road.
You never know.
That's how she like it
And I'm hiking every mountain just to get me piece.
I know she siking every brother hollering in the eve.
Weight on collar bone.
Young Amador.
They call me a king.
I ain't been bragging but I'm rapping tell me girl what you think?
Whats your name,
Whats your vibe?
Give a sign,
What you came for?
Whats your number?
How you wanna,
Do your thing?
Know I crave more
Whats your vibe?
Give a sign,
What you came for?
Whats your number?
How you wanna,
Do your thing?
Know I crave more
It's Mialyse
I'm a Leo
Do you crave me
Don't try to trap me
Lock me up and have a baby
I'm not the type to run your pockets I ain't JT
I'm wondering if we could sit and roll this bay leave
Or talk about some shit that happened in the eighties
Or colorism
Got not type call me Swea Lee
Showing me pictures of when you Had the curley top
But baby baby you done showed me that you so wavy
Stains on his plane tee
You just amaze me
Might be Fugazi
I'm such a lady
Don't try to play me
My eyes are lazy
Way down you lay me
I need a day please
All I see is you when I'm out in public
Got damn I'm crushin'
Try to approach her with this swag but she peeped me stumblin'
Cheaply humbling
Keep me coming
Brand new tennis shoes
Yea she too much to handle
Smoove like a phantom
Have you dancing all night
Sip bacardi on ice
Now your body feeling nice
You know just what I mean
Just take a second
1, 2, 3
Tryna get in between
You breathe I breathe
You need your peace and reassurance
So you don't come
Running back to me
Back back
Can tell a lot about her style for the while know she paid.
All classic,
stepping out different stay mixing fashion.
The fabric
The finer.
Eyeliner, be prime unmatched in.
I'm asking,
how can a brother get it
A tasklist
I love it.
Break every heart like its nothing.
Out on the road for two shows.
Might blow a budget.
Be a bummer if I'm bumming for the smoke.
Out in the valley.
Send me the addy.
Hoping a half of me go
Send me some packets of that wacky
Case she ready to blow.
Over the ave.
We out the back on the road.
You never know.
That's how she like it
And I'm hiking every mountain just to get me piece.
I know she siking every brother hollering in the eve.
Weight on collar bone.
Young Amador.
They call me a king.
I ain't been bragging but I'm rapping tell me girl what you think?
Whats your name,
Whats your vibe?
Give a sign,
What you came for?
Whats your number?
How you wanna,
Do your thing?
Know I crave more
Credits
Writer(s): Amador Armstead, Mia Elyse Scruggs, Samaad Grate
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