Baguettes
Monday nice to meet ya
Tuesday night I eat ya
Wednesday mornin I leave ya
Thursday night I regret
So Friday night I keep ya
I'll dive into ya deep end
You know how the show goes
Run it back for the weekend
See ya baby
I just upped my set and I don't wanna see you upset so I'm
leavin baby
All my bread got longer fill the bag up with baguettes
Boba no fett But I get the fetty
I'm talkin bout cheddar cheese
Really blue maybe green but not that fenty like RiRi
Go ahead and stop that search 'cause I got plenty what you need (I got it)
I heard you need that herb well my names Boba I serve tea
HC Gavin gotta go ahead and let em know what the HC mean
These boys worry about these P's and Q's but don't know they ABC's
She gon suck up on this double yes I'm sorry for my french
Boy yaint gettin no plays today sit yo ass back on that bench
Monday nice to meet ya
Tuesday night I eat ya
Wednesday mornin I leave ya
Thursday night I regret
So Friday night I keep ya
I'll dive into ya deep end
You know how the show goes
Run it back for the weekend
I been changing
Lil me hated sandwiches I never ate baguettes now
Different tastes yea
She said honey banh mi I said I don't like the mess
Wake up, blessed (blessed)
Money in my text (mhm)
Hit em back with a bet (yea)
Message sent
Gimme an hour I'm convinced
Hop in the shower I get rinsed (splish)
Boi I'm goin crazy I done even purped my scent (Im CrayZ)
Tea tree oil with some lavender and got a hint of mint (uh huh)
I hop out that bitch feel like a different gentleman (mhm)
I'm so me I keep on gettin all these Benjamin's (I get em)
Shout out Meech he made the beat and now we get these spins (Yessir)
Everything I do is really all Because I Can
(You get what I mean when I say that)
Imma sauce it up until I can go matte the Benz
(I already had that . went and got a badder.)
Hard for me to tell what is hell or heaven sent
No no no I'm good on my own lil bae I don't make no friends
Monday nice to meet ya
Tuesday night I eat ya
Wednesday mornin I leave ya
Thursday night I regret
So Friday night I keep ya
I'll dive into ya deep end
You know how the show goes
Run it back for the weekend
Heya baby
Yaint gotta call me Boba I said you can call me Ben
Hangout maybe
Spend ya time loafin around and yaint gettin no baguettes
Lately lazy
I gotta pick a side no no I can't die on the fence
So stably crazy
Get paid for what I say but they'll say I don't make no sense
Tuesday night I eat ya
Wednesday mornin I leave ya
Thursday night I regret
So Friday night I keep ya
I'll dive into ya deep end
You know how the show goes
Run it back for the weekend
See ya baby
I just upped my set and I don't wanna see you upset so I'm
leavin baby
All my bread got longer fill the bag up with baguettes
Boba no fett But I get the fetty
I'm talkin bout cheddar cheese
Really blue maybe green but not that fenty like RiRi
Go ahead and stop that search 'cause I got plenty what you need (I got it)
I heard you need that herb well my names Boba I serve tea
HC Gavin gotta go ahead and let em know what the HC mean
These boys worry about these P's and Q's but don't know they ABC's
She gon suck up on this double yes I'm sorry for my french
Boy yaint gettin no plays today sit yo ass back on that bench
Monday nice to meet ya
Tuesday night I eat ya
Wednesday mornin I leave ya
Thursday night I regret
So Friday night I keep ya
I'll dive into ya deep end
You know how the show goes
Run it back for the weekend
I been changing
Lil me hated sandwiches I never ate baguettes now
Different tastes yea
She said honey banh mi I said I don't like the mess
Wake up, blessed (blessed)
Money in my text (mhm)
Hit em back with a bet (yea)
Message sent
Gimme an hour I'm convinced
Hop in the shower I get rinsed (splish)
Boi I'm goin crazy I done even purped my scent (Im CrayZ)
Tea tree oil with some lavender and got a hint of mint (uh huh)
I hop out that bitch feel like a different gentleman (mhm)
I'm so me I keep on gettin all these Benjamin's (I get em)
Shout out Meech he made the beat and now we get these spins (Yessir)
Everything I do is really all Because I Can
(You get what I mean when I say that)
Imma sauce it up until I can go matte the Benz
(I already had that . went and got a badder.)
Hard for me to tell what is hell or heaven sent
No no no I'm good on my own lil bae I don't make no friends
Monday nice to meet ya
Tuesday night I eat ya
Wednesday mornin I leave ya
Thursday night I regret
So Friday night I keep ya
I'll dive into ya deep end
You know how the show goes
Run it back for the weekend
Heya baby
Yaint gotta call me Boba I said you can call me Ben
Hangout maybe
Spend ya time loafin around and yaint gettin no baguettes
Lately lazy
I gotta pick a side no no I can't die on the fence
So stably crazy
Get paid for what I say but they'll say I don't make no sense
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Writer(s): Benjamin Pham
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