Modennaminute (with Lucky Daye, Phoelix)
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin' decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin' decisions
But when I pick you up (When I pick you up)
I'ma take you down
Damn, I used to swear to her a lot, I was like Tyler, the Creator
You actin' different, I'm really tired of the theatre
I'm gettin' tired of L.A., it might be time to relocate again, blessed and highly flavored
We all petrified by paper, cut to them pretty piano beats
So I can sing off the balcony, Shakespeare is probably Black
So we Romey Rome and Julise
And we roam the town in the Tesla
Her Telfar and my motor vegan
I called just to see if your mama decent
We go back like hairlines, Bejing trips, red eyes at the airline
Pagin' me at the gate 'cause I'm late, you know me
Came straight from the stu', got deadlines
And that was your flatline
Treatin' girls from my past like past times
Had to learn how to dance, I don't wanna pass down
Blacked out, bih caught me with my pants down, never again
She doin' alchemy off the alcohol, called her after three
Al Green on, got it on repeat, girl, you're all I–, Al Gr–
Al Green on, off the alcohol, she on alchemy, comin' after me
What she say to–, what she say to me
Said she's tired of bein' at home
She's so tired, off on her own
Won't you cry 'fore you go
Just as soon as you can
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
She had me up all night, eggin' me on
She kickin' back, whisperin' her thoughts
If I do her night right, top of the morn' (Top of the morn')
It's only real when it's freezing cold
Seems like it only gets deep when I dive in it
I lean in on your mind when I'm winin' it
I just bought you new Cartiers, now you cryin' in it
And now it's hard to walk away 'cause we blind in it
Don't know when to quit, my love
Never shoulda crossed that line
You say I'm the shit, my love (You say I'm the shit, my love)
Then tell me I ain't shit, my love
She doin' alchemy off the alcohol, called her after three
Al Green on, got it on repeat, girl, you're all I–, Al Gr–
Al Green on, off the alcohol, she on alchemy, comin' after me
What she say to–, what she say to me
Said she's tired of bein' at home
She's so tired, off on her own
Won't you cry 'fore you go
Just as soon as you can
You been on my mind more than a minute (I've been down here an hour)
I was wastin' time splittin decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time split-tin decisions (Chris, stop playin' with me, I know you see me callin' you)
But when I pick you up
(I been blowin' you up these last few days-)
I'ma take you down (-And you still ain't hit my line back, like, Chris, what's up?)
You changed my whole outlook on looking out
These hoes left holes in (My heart)
Heavy, on the kickback, nothing outside
Some are nostalgic, every time I spin this block I think 'bout callin' you
It's obvious I'm not over it, I'm still under the influence, subtly sober
We still servin' these dreams like life can be wholesome
If you lived by Wholefoods get out and phone 'em
Ain't nobody better like me with my leases, knee greases and pony tail holders
I can't get that shit from no Krogers
"Yeah, hello? Hello?"
(Hello, yes)
"Yo, this Krogers?"
(Yes, this is Krogers, can I help you?)
"Y'all got Woods?"
(Excuse me?)
"Like, like, Backwoods"
(Sir, no, this is Krogers, we do not sell Backwoods)
"Alright, alright, alright, alright, uh" (Sir)
"Well, shit, what's your name? You sound cute"
(Boy, quit playin')
"I'm for real"
(Sir, is there anything else that you need?)
I'm sure– I musta caught your 'ttention
You should quit your day job (Day job)
(Is there anything else that you need?)
"Nothing, thank you"
(Okay)
"Bye bye" (Bye)
I was wastin' time splittin' decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin' decisions
But when I pick you up (When I pick you up)
I'ma take you down
Damn, I used to swear to her a lot, I was like Tyler, the Creator
You actin' different, I'm really tired of the theatre
I'm gettin' tired of L.A., it might be time to relocate again, blessed and highly flavored
We all petrified by paper, cut to them pretty piano beats
So I can sing off the balcony, Shakespeare is probably Black
So we Romey Rome and Julise
And we roam the town in the Tesla
Her Telfar and my motor vegan
I called just to see if your mama decent
We go back like hairlines, Bejing trips, red eyes at the airline
Pagin' me at the gate 'cause I'm late, you know me
Came straight from the stu', got deadlines
And that was your flatline
Treatin' girls from my past like past times
Had to learn how to dance, I don't wanna pass down
Blacked out, bih caught me with my pants down, never again
She doin' alchemy off the alcohol, called her after three
Al Green on, got it on repeat, girl, you're all I–, Al Gr–
Al Green on, off the alcohol, she on alchemy, comin' after me
What she say to–, what she say to me
Said she's tired of bein' at home
She's so tired, off on her own
Won't you cry 'fore you go
Just as soon as you can
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time splittin decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
She had me up all night, eggin' me on
She kickin' back, whisperin' her thoughts
If I do her night right, top of the morn' (Top of the morn')
It's only real when it's freezing cold
Seems like it only gets deep when I dive in it
I lean in on your mind when I'm winin' it
I just bought you new Cartiers, now you cryin' in it
And now it's hard to walk away 'cause we blind in it
Don't know when to quit, my love
Never shoulda crossed that line
You say I'm the shit, my love (You say I'm the shit, my love)
Then tell me I ain't shit, my love
She doin' alchemy off the alcohol, called her after three
Al Green on, got it on repeat, girl, you're all I–, Al Gr–
Al Green on, off the alcohol, she on alchemy, comin' after me
What she say to–, what she say to me
Said she's tired of bein' at home
She's so tired, off on her own
Won't you cry 'fore you go
Just as soon as you can
You been on my mind more than a minute (I've been down here an hour)
I was wastin' time splittin decisions
But when I pick you up
I'ma take you down
You been on my mind more than a minute
I was wastin' time split-tin decisions (Chris, stop playin' with me, I know you see me callin' you)
But when I pick you up
(I been blowin' you up these last few days-)
I'ma take you down (-And you still ain't hit my line back, like, Chris, what's up?)
You changed my whole outlook on looking out
These hoes left holes in (My heart)
Heavy, on the kickback, nothing outside
Some are nostalgic, every time I spin this block I think 'bout callin' you
It's obvious I'm not over it, I'm still under the influence, subtly sober
We still servin' these dreams like life can be wholesome
If you lived by Wholefoods get out and phone 'em
Ain't nobody better like me with my leases, knee greases and pony tail holders
I can't get that shit from no Krogers
"Yeah, hello? Hello?"
(Hello, yes)
"Yo, this Krogers?"
(Yes, this is Krogers, can I help you?)
"Y'all got Woods?"
(Excuse me?)
"Like, like, Backwoods"
(Sir, no, this is Krogers, we do not sell Backwoods)
"Alright, alright, alright, alright, uh" (Sir)
"Well, shit, what's your name? You sound cute"
(Boy, quit playin')
"I'm for real"
(Sir, is there anything else that you need?)
I'm sure– I musta caught your 'ttention
You should quit your day job (Day job)
(Is there anything else that you need?)
"Nothing, thank you"
(Okay)
"Bye bye" (Bye)
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Smith, David Debrandon Brown, Dustin Bowie, Ahmanti Booker, Michael Neil
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