Volatile
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
Tryna keep it stable but I'm volatile
I put her in the stable I'll be gone a while
She said I'm immature and she don't want a child
"Fuck it, I love you" like is you Lana now?
I been on fire my lyrics cauterized
I caught her attention before I caught her eyes
I saw there was tension and then pretended it ended
And then I saw that she was offended
And then I jumped her defenses
And then went back and reversed it
Like all the bullets on Tenet
And then recorded like Cole, and I wasn't talking bout Bennett
The voice that's sounding like heaven
Like it's divine intervention
And I was talking that shit and you been declining to mention
I been assigned to the game
Cleared the time out my schedule
Going hard every level
And going harder in sessions
And toe to toe with the best of 'em
Got the sauce like a béchamel
Homie tried to be corny I turned the bro to a vegetable
Not to be so aggressive im tryna keep it professional
I'm tryna keep em invested
I'm tryna count every decimal
I spread the word like Methodist
I just wanted to let you know
That it hit like an accident
But you know it's intentional, Solus
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
Man I'm done being quiet I been gone for a lil minute
But I'm back to makin plays with a Grey bottom fitted
Dribble on the court two steps with a pivot
Yeah we caught him out of bounds and fired up his civic
Black truck slidin' we pull up on him in luxury
They love Twitter typin' but knowin' that they can't fuck with me
Switchin' up they style but failin' at catchin up to me
Fuckin with yo bitch when she sayin' that she don't fuck with me
Born to be a rock star livin' like a baller
Request for the cheese I ain't even need to call her
You cut from a cloth I could buy for a dollar
You never been hard you was duckin' it at Waller
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
Tryna keep it stable but I'm volatile
I put her in the stable I'll be gone a while
She said I'm immature and she don't want a child
"Fuck it, I love you" like is you Lana now?
I been on fire my lyrics cauterized
I caught her attention before I caught her eyes
I saw there was tension and then pretended it ended
And then I saw that she was offended
And then I jumped her defenses
And then went back and reversed it
Like all the bullets on Tenet
And then recorded like Cole, and I wasn't talking bout Bennett
The voice that's sounding like heaven
Like it's divine intervention
And I was talking that shit and you been declining to mention
I been assigned to the game
Cleared the time out my schedule
Going hard every level
And going harder in sessions
And toe to toe with the best of 'em
Got the sauce like a béchamel
Homie tried to be corny I turned the bro to a vegetable
Not to be so aggressive im tryna keep it professional
I'm tryna keep em invested
I'm tryna count every decimal
I spread the word like Methodist
I just wanted to let you know
That it hit like an accident
But you know it's intentional, Solus
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
Man I'm done being quiet I been gone for a lil minute
But I'm back to makin plays with a Grey bottom fitted
Dribble on the court two steps with a pivot
Yeah we caught him out of bounds and fired up his civic
Black truck slidin' we pull up on him in luxury
They love Twitter typin' but knowin' that they can't fuck with me
Switchin' up they style but failin' at catchin up to me
Fuckin with yo bitch when she sayin' that she don't fuck with me
Born to be a rock star livin' like a baller
Request for the cheese I ain't even need to call her
You cut from a cloth I could buy for a dollar
You never been hard you was duckin' it at Waller
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
What you talking, what you on about?
Everything I got is what you all about
And everything I wanted in the palm right of my hand
And everything she ever wanted she just swallowed down
Credits
Writer(s): Carson English, Daniel Balderramos, Matthew Salinas
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