OverSpilt
Sim simma
Who got da keys to the Benz and da bimma
Sweet like sugar
Undercover pressure but never been under pressure
I'm weathering through the weather
Don't nobody do it better
I'm a cold killa
Cute enough to kiss you
But not enough miss you
I'm pressing upon the issue
Ou nah nah
Don't touch my ou lala
It takes two to tango
So me and you could cha cha
What's yours is mine
What's mine is mine
So I don't share my s**t
I'm so divine in time
To lose my mind
Is just the opposite
I like my cadence elegant
But jagged
Different but that's the magic
Solid enough to grab it
Foreshadow
What you fathom
Would you or would you rather
Spin my block
I didn't mean it when I said
I didn't want my spot
So baby baby hold me closer in this home we built
I been pouring out my love I think I overspilt
An overthinker but intuitions never wrong
So when you do the s**t you do it make my stomach turn
What's yours is mine
What's mine is mine
So I don't share my s**t
I'm so divine in time
To lose my mind
Is just the opposite
Yo attitude nasty love
You need help
Like therapy
I'm not perfect yet no
But that really my trajectory
Delusional I know
I got a image to maintain
We can try to break it down
But it's all really the same thang
Who got da keys to the Benz and da bimma
Sweet like sugar
Undercover pressure but never been under pressure
I'm weathering through the weather
Don't nobody do it better
I'm a cold killa
Cute enough to kiss you
But not enough miss you
I'm pressing upon the issue
Ou nah nah
Don't touch my ou lala
It takes two to tango
So me and you could cha cha
What's yours is mine
What's mine is mine
So I don't share my s**t
I'm so divine in time
To lose my mind
Is just the opposite
I like my cadence elegant
But jagged
Different but that's the magic
Solid enough to grab it
Foreshadow
What you fathom
Would you or would you rather
Spin my block
I didn't mean it when I said
I didn't want my spot
So baby baby hold me closer in this home we built
I been pouring out my love I think I overspilt
An overthinker but intuitions never wrong
So when you do the s**t you do it make my stomach turn
What's yours is mine
What's mine is mine
So I don't share my s**t
I'm so divine in time
To lose my mind
Is just the opposite
Yo attitude nasty love
You need help
Like therapy
I'm not perfect yet no
But that really my trajectory
Delusional I know
I got a image to maintain
We can try to break it down
But it's all really the same thang
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Writer(s): Janay Trench-lesley
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