you didn't have to
I don't love you anymore...
Who make sure your spirit right
Comfort on those late night drives
Agua leaking out your face, I'm by your side
Baby it's me, Yeah
I'm not tryna play around
I would rather lay around and stare at you cuz you look good
Promise that I knew you would
Obsession is my best friend
Pray wit me cuz I got some jinns
Stay wit me till the night gon end, uh
Ah
Model in my magazine
Don't know why you mad at me when every night I say to myself
All I want
All I want
All I want is you
Aye, Yeah
All I want
Oh I wanna
All I want is you
(Is you)
La La La La La
La La La La La
La La La La La La
(Can I hold your hand still?)
Oh oh oh oh no
Oh oh oh oh no no
Oh oh no don't go girl
Aye, Aye
My baba Somali, sabayed when I go home
Soak up out in SoHo I kick fashion shit with Lo6os
Sunboy stay right next to me we two peice like a bogo
My bitch she from Mexico, put tajin on my mangos
My cousin girlfriend pregnant oh my godah
Inshallah he is not the baby father, uh
I got some advice for all my niggas
Fuck these bitches, get your bread and love yo momma, uh
I cannot sell my soul
My life out of control
And she knows that I'm so mental
Lost my helmet in the end zone
You said I don't give a fuck bout ya
But I touch road in your ends tho
Put your hands up, you let it go
You didn't have to
Forget who I was
I'm still in love, with you
Who make sure your spirit right
Comfort on those late night drives
Agua leaking out your face, I'm by your side
Baby it's me, Yeah
I'm not tryna play around
I would rather lay around and stare at you cuz you look good
Promise that I knew you would
Obsession is my best friend
Pray wit me cuz I got some jinns
Stay wit me till the night gon end, uh
Ah
Model in my magazine
Don't know why you mad at me when every night I say to myself
All I want
All I want
All I want is you
Aye, Yeah
All I want
Oh I wanna
All I want is you
(Is you)
La La La La La
La La La La La
La La La La La La
(Can I hold your hand still?)
Oh oh oh oh no
Oh oh oh oh no no
Oh oh no don't go girl
Aye, Aye
My baba Somali, sabayed when I go home
Soak up out in SoHo I kick fashion shit with Lo6os
Sunboy stay right next to me we two peice like a bogo
My bitch she from Mexico, put tajin on my mangos
My cousin girlfriend pregnant oh my godah
Inshallah he is not the baby father, uh
I got some advice for all my niggas
Fuck these bitches, get your bread and love yo momma, uh
I cannot sell my soul
My life out of control
And she knows that I'm so mental
Lost my helmet in the end zone
You said I don't give a fuck bout ya
But I touch road in your ends tho
Put your hands up, you let it go
You didn't have to
Forget who I was
I'm still in love, with you
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Writer(s): Seoul Eater
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