Fantasy
I hit your phone I let you know just where I plan to be
I say "come on" we hit that road I'll make our plans to leave
I'm such a fan of you, you like my fantasy
And any nigga that you fuck with that ain't me, girl that's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
What a waste of your time
I'll end up making you mine, be patient
AMG ride, got me feeling like I'm speed racer
Passenger side, my lil thick ride or die, my baby
Hand on your thigh, just till I get inside
Come do that thing that I like while I drive don't be shy go crazy
Know I'm that guy, she know that I'm him
I know blue checks be in her DM's
That don't mean shit, I don't even trip
I hit your phone I let you know just where I plan to be
I say "come on" we hit that road I'll make our plans to leave
I'm such a fan of you, you like my fantasy
And any nigga that you fuck wit that ain't me girl that's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
Yeah, I'm really solo wit' it. I don't fuck wit niggas
They be slimy and show no respect
Them niggas will downplay yo bitch
Tell you she ain't shit, just to try to hit it next
She want that together forever whatever the weather and never show no ill intent
Ain't tried that shit can't knock it
Play hard to get can't lock it
I hit your phone like what's up I'm tryna see que pasa
I don't be all in the club. Hideout, I see they watching me, yeah
High-key you the one girl and you know that shit, you got it
But you low-key. You be tucked off and yo IG be on private
That's that shit I like
That's that shit I wife
Get that on yo own
That's that D.I.Y
Loyalty, honesty, and the respect
That's what I expect
You give what you get
So if it's all the same to you
I won't play no games wit you
You my lil babe
I hit your phone I let you know just where I plan to be
I say "come on" we hit that road I'll make our plans to leave
I'm such a fan of you, you like my fantasy
And any nigga that you fuck with that ain't me, girl that's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
What a waste of your time
I'll end up making you mine, be patient
Psh, I'm really him. She know I be chillin' cause I got a grip
Know blue checks be in her DM's
That don't mean shit, I don't even trip
Niggas on that shit, they ain't on this
Put her on mattress Im'a go in
Throwin' it backward till I go limp
That my baby, that my lil bitch
I say "come on" we hit that road I'll make our plans to leave
I'm such a fan of you, you like my fantasy
And any nigga that you fuck with that ain't me, girl that's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
What a waste of your time
I'll end up making you mine, be patient
AMG ride, got me feeling like I'm speed racer
Passenger side, my lil thick ride or die, my baby
Hand on your thigh, just till I get inside
Come do that thing that I like while I drive don't be shy go crazy
Know I'm that guy, she know that I'm him
I know blue checks be in her DM's
That don't mean shit, I don't even trip
I hit your phone I let you know just where I plan to be
I say "come on" we hit that road I'll make our plans to leave
I'm such a fan of you, you like my fantasy
And any nigga that you fuck wit that ain't me girl that's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
Yeah, I'm really solo wit' it. I don't fuck wit niggas
They be slimy and show no respect
Them niggas will downplay yo bitch
Tell you she ain't shit, just to try to hit it next
She want that together forever whatever the weather and never show no ill intent
Ain't tried that shit can't knock it
Play hard to get can't lock it
I hit your phone like what's up I'm tryna see que pasa
I don't be all in the club. Hideout, I see they watching me, yeah
High-key you the one girl and you know that shit, you got it
But you low-key. You be tucked off and yo IG be on private
That's that shit I like
That's that shit I wife
Get that on yo own
That's that D.I.Y
Loyalty, honesty, and the respect
That's what I expect
You give what you get
So if it's all the same to you
I won't play no games wit you
You my lil babe
I hit your phone I let you know just where I plan to be
I say "come on" we hit that road I'll make our plans to leave
I'm such a fan of you, you like my fantasy
And any nigga that you fuck with that ain't me, girl that's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
That's a waste of your time
What a waste of your time
I'll end up making you mine, be patient
Psh, I'm really him. She know I be chillin' cause I got a grip
Know blue checks be in her DM's
That don't mean shit, I don't even trip
Niggas on that shit, they ain't on this
Put her on mattress Im'a go in
Throwin' it backward till I go limp
That my baby, that my lil bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Deangelo Theus
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