That's On You (feat. Future)

Oh, yeah
Plutoski, Breezy, this shit bigger than YouTube
All we know is that bad bitches dressed down in Coucoo
Pop out with a pop star, somethin' you oughta get used to
Yeah, don't be acting strange, don't be acting like a stranger
Yeah, bodies on bodies on bodies, so dangerous (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)

Lost your way, knew shit wasn't adding up
Acting different every time you're out, I know
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move
If you cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you

Stop acting shy, girl, let's handle it straight
Been entertainin' this situation, you know that I've been
The only nigga to fuck you this way
You been actin' real iffy, but you know when I blow that back out
You gon' circle back 'round
Got you in my bed, girl, you know I'm on that ass now
Came back from Atlanta, girl, you know we had to cash out
Now you in LA with your nigga makin' plans now

Window-shoppin' (yeah), shit too basic (yeah)
Came to me for your oasis
Girl, I planned our next vacation
Hate that love can get this dangerous
You on your timeline with him acting brand new
I know your body, I been on it like a tattoo
You got that fire, and you know it, girl, don't blame me (blame me)
You must be crazy (you must have)

Lost your way, knew shit wasn't adding up
Acting different every time you're out, I know (I know, I know, I know)
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move (woah, woah)
If you cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you

I'm having options, I'm throwin' parties every day
Pretty Moroccan, I'm throwin' parties every day
I put that lock on it, Cartier, Cartier
I been ballin', ballin' on the NBA
Pull in that coupe, lil' train doing the cha-cha (cha)
Booked a vacation, go out of here with a Rockstar
Fully loaded Brabus, you want it? I got ya (what I do?)
We doing random shopping sprees international

No window shopping, me don't do da basics (we no basic)
It's little things 'bout ya make you contagious
Ooh, I'ma lace it every day, I crave it
Foreign location, good gracious
Fishtailin', burnin' out the tires on the 'Ghini (burn out the tires)
I just made a movie popping bottles on the genie (yeah)
Every time you see a nigga call fettuccine (every time you see me call)
Put that ooh-ooh on you every time you see me, yeah (every time you, ooh)

Lost your way, knew shit wasn't adding up
Acting different every time you're out, I know
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move (know this shit forever)
If you cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you (forever)

Telling me you love me every time we finish fuckin'
Mixin' up the signals, fucked around and went the wrong way
Baby, I been player, but that pussy got me talkin' 'bout it
And I don't do that
This ain't confessions, no
Why you tryna treat me like a criminal?
You don't make it easy like you did before
I don't play no game when it's all about you

Different options (yeah), girl, just face it (yeah)
Came to me for your oasis
Girl, I planned our next vacation (oh-oh)
Hate that love can get this dangerous
You on your timeline with him acting brand new (brand new)
I know your body, I been on it like a tattoo (I know)
You got that fire and you know it, girl, don't blame me
You must be crazy

Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up
Actin' different every time you're out, I know (never thought)
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move
If you cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you

Lost your way, knew shit wasn't addin' up
Actin' different every time you're out, I know
Never thought you'd let a lame nigga change up the way that you move
If you cool with this shit, baby, then it's on you



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Nayvadius Wilburn, Cameron Murphy, Jamal Gaines, Harris Sameer, Miles Barker, Woodlair Nosy, John Mbata, Emmanuel Bekele
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