Over the Moon

Can you make me feel special
Like I'm over the moon
So tired of wasting my life now, baby
On broken hearts that I choose

Is it you
Oh
Is it you
(Is it you)
Oh, Is it you
Is it you
Is it

Stop being petty don't act like you special
I hate how these bitches be acting
Come pose for the camera
Let's make us a movie
I'm tryna get straight to that action

My pockets got heavy
I went to Giuseppe and bought everything in the store
If you don't believe me just check my credentials
I'm Mr. Get Money the most

Don't act like you wasn't obsessed
Don't act like I didn't impress
She told me I'm hitting it different her latest new nigga ain't even a threat

She told me she love me
I told her she funny
I ain't got no love for a hoe
She told me I'm special
She told me I'm different
I told her I already know

Stop telling your friends about me keep it low
When you want your way you always do the most
If she call me boo might fuck around and ghost
Too young to get involved with all these hoes

She don't wanna see me love nobody else
Don't love nobody, only love myself
Did a lot of things on my own I don't need no help
I'd rather keep my feelings to my-

Can you make me feel special
Like I'm over the moon
So tired of wasting my life now, baby
On broken hearts that I choose

Is it you
Oh
Is it you
(Is it you)
Oh, Is it you
Is it you
Is it

You make me laugh
You really think that you bad
You really think I don't got other bitches that's willing to fuck for a bag
I got one in L.A. two in The Bay, bitches all over the map
I got plenty of women that still in they feeling so baby don't get too attatched

She beg me to stay
Told me stop running away
Poor up the ace
Stars in the Wraith
Told her I needed some space

Don't want her near me I'm out in Miami I told her I'm M.I.A
Pretty bitch wanna come over I told her to send me the E.T.A

I wanna see it in motion the way that you moving that thing to the beat
You like to play like you innocent baby I know that you really a freak
She let me get it on camera she told me she'd kill me if it ever leak
She let me hit it from Monday-Sunday She told me I'm making her weak

I know you wanna fuck why you tryna miss lead me
Seeing things out but you never come see me
I know you gotta nigga, know your nigga wanna be me
Ima treat you how you always wanna treat-



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Baskerville
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