Grey's Anatomy
Yeah, you where I'd rather be (For real)
Catch me dead without my Prada, this a casual tee (Oh)
I feel like YN Jay, my wood up to capacity (Oh yeah)
I did a college show and smoked weed with the faculty (Ah-ah)
Baby, I fell in love with yo' anatomy (Oh yeah)
What you on tonight? Pull up, put that tat on me (Tat on me)
400 horses, this a Calvary
I'm picky, either way I fuck with Coi Lerays and Meg Thee Stallions
Just stick around for me, I won't go nowhere (Nowhere)
I know this shit been challenging, I'm tryna keep you near (Ah)
For as long as I can
For as long as I can, oh yeah
And I ain't think we'd part ways (Oh)
Now I'm in Neiman Marcus, not the parkway (Ah)
I used to think this shit was far away (Far away)
Now it's way closer (Way closer)
My flight changed, gotta convince her not to stay over (Oh yeah)
I can't lie, you gave me so much shit to think over
Couldn't get you out my head through the whole layover (Layover)
From the bus to the house, Extreme Makeover (Makeover)
Spent a lot on this ounce, why would I stay sober? (Uh)
Yeah, she told me, "Stay focused" (Oh yeah)
If that's really the right door then it gon' stay open (Stay open)
I know I ain't been good with relayin' emotions (Oh)
But she still understand even though it's unspoken (Oh)
200,000 with no promotion (No promotion)
Don't throw the towel in, girl, we in motion (We in motion)
I used to dream about this, now we own it (Now we own it)
Now I'on leave the crib unless I'm wearin' Stoney
Tell me what you want, bae, ain't no tiptoeing, tiptoeing
Maison Mihara, she think they Rick Owens
We could roll one more spliff, then we gotta get goin' (Yeah)
New ZIP codes, bae, look at how this shit goin'
But still
You where I'd rather be (For real)
Catch me dead without my Prada, this a casual tee (Oh)
I feel like YN Jay, my wood up to capacity (Oh yeah)
I did a college show and smoked weed with the faculty (Ah-ah)
Baby, I fell in love with yo' anatomy (Oh yeah)
What you on tonight? Pull up, put that tat on me (Tat on me)
400 horses, this a Calvary
I'm picky, either way I fuck with Coi Lerays and Meg Thee Stallions
Just stick around for me, I won't go nowhere (Nowhere)
I know this shit been challenging, I'm tryna keep you near (Ah)
For as long as I can
For as long as I can
No mo'
This wood is at capacity, can't no mo' buds fit in the club
The club is closed down, y'all have to come back tomorrow
Get outta here
Catch me dead without my Prada, this a casual tee (Oh)
I feel like YN Jay, my wood up to capacity (Oh yeah)
I did a college show and smoked weed with the faculty (Ah-ah)
Baby, I fell in love with yo' anatomy (Oh yeah)
What you on tonight? Pull up, put that tat on me (Tat on me)
400 horses, this a Calvary
I'm picky, either way I fuck with Coi Lerays and Meg Thee Stallions
Just stick around for me, I won't go nowhere (Nowhere)
I know this shit been challenging, I'm tryna keep you near (Ah)
For as long as I can
For as long as I can, oh yeah
And I ain't think we'd part ways (Oh)
Now I'm in Neiman Marcus, not the parkway (Ah)
I used to think this shit was far away (Far away)
Now it's way closer (Way closer)
My flight changed, gotta convince her not to stay over (Oh yeah)
I can't lie, you gave me so much shit to think over
Couldn't get you out my head through the whole layover (Layover)
From the bus to the house, Extreme Makeover (Makeover)
Spent a lot on this ounce, why would I stay sober? (Uh)
Yeah, she told me, "Stay focused" (Oh yeah)
If that's really the right door then it gon' stay open (Stay open)
I know I ain't been good with relayin' emotions (Oh)
But she still understand even though it's unspoken (Oh)
200,000 with no promotion (No promotion)
Don't throw the towel in, girl, we in motion (We in motion)
I used to dream about this, now we own it (Now we own it)
Now I'on leave the crib unless I'm wearin' Stoney
Tell me what you want, bae, ain't no tiptoeing, tiptoeing
Maison Mihara, she think they Rick Owens
We could roll one more spliff, then we gotta get goin' (Yeah)
New ZIP codes, bae, look at how this shit goin'
But still
You where I'd rather be (For real)
Catch me dead without my Prada, this a casual tee (Oh)
I feel like YN Jay, my wood up to capacity (Oh yeah)
I did a college show and smoked weed with the faculty (Ah-ah)
Baby, I fell in love with yo' anatomy (Oh yeah)
What you on tonight? Pull up, put that tat on me (Tat on me)
400 horses, this a Calvary
I'm picky, either way I fuck with Coi Lerays and Meg Thee Stallions
Just stick around for me, I won't go nowhere (Nowhere)
I know this shit been challenging, I'm tryna keep you near (Ah)
For as long as I can
For as long as I can
No mo'
This wood is at capacity, can't no mo' buds fit in the club
The club is closed down, y'all have to come back tomorrow
Get outta here
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Writer(s): Coye S
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