Cheers 2 Lu
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uhh
Yeah
So many girls think these songs about them (This ain't about you)
Too many Barbie's out here in the club thinkin' they gonna find them a Ken (Find 'em something)
Too many times I've been crossed, probably why I feel like I don't got love to lend (I don't got no more)
I knew I couldn't trust you how you like to keep our messages saved (Why you got them saved?)
How you been by the way? (How you been?)
Do you wanna hear what I got to say? (Do you wanna hear?)
Treat me like I can be tamed
It's real fucked up by the way
Who you textin' right now, who's keeping you up at night?
I saw you take a trip, who paid for the flight?
Who else you gonna make you feel right?
But since you up for the night, let's go (Let's go)
Let's roll
I called your phone, but you hung up like a coat
I know
You mad at the past, but you gotta let it go
Like that movie Frozen, iced from head to toe
She was there from the start, when my point was low (I know)
I know
Like tell all these bitches I know
Yeah
Yeah
When it come to these bitches, they can't even compare
But that's something I think that you already aware
Around me she feel pressure like playin' truth or dare
She give me top, I hold her hair like she tying my laces
Don't think I could ever be racist
Not the way I'm fuckin' all races and fuckin' they faces, I'm gettin' a rush
But when I saw you, I cut 'em all off, only a couple I still kept in touch
Wanna sorry for making you fall in love, when I was fallin' for lust
Didn't know that was your friend when I fucked 'fore we met, but I did anyways
Driver just got his truck lifted, we climbin' out the truck like we comin' out tanks (Comin' out a tank)
Yeah
Workin' like a nigga is comin' out of break
Skirtin' on the way like we comin out a race
Got lasers like we comin' out of a rave (Psh, psh)
Yeah
Wanna bang shorty like the boom comin' out of bass
Got me hype like a pup comin' out a crate
Got lil' shorty wet like she comin' out a lake
Feel like I fumbled, I'm fuckin' with trouble
I sip till I stumble, hoes come in a bundle
My vision is tunnel, they wan' see me crumble, probably catch it on video
When I met you, you showed me what we say could be biblical
When I met you, you showed me all these hoes are typical
Yeah
She don't care to know any my business, only my ambition
I still spilt some shit, I told her my body
Not much bout my exes, I'm feelin' her thickness
She postin' her fitness, she don't care for riches
She wan' be apprec-
She wan' be appreciated
Can't be mad at that, not then or now, got us a secret now
Duckin' a nigga 'cause you got a reason now
Who you pleasing now?
What is that nigga even banking?
What does that nigga even rank in?
Lil' nigga could get a spankin'
Could get one of my niggas go shank him, leave him all vacant, like you did me
Yeah
Niggas out here really wishing they was like this, switched on by a bitch
Don't try to be my friend once a hundred on my wrist
Yeah
Get a bag then I'ma go and make it flip, then I'ma probably go and see my bitch
Knowin' after we fuck all she wanna do is kiss
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uhh
Yeah
So many girls think these songs about them (This ain't about you)
Too many Barbie's out here in the club thinkin' they gonna find them a Ken (Find 'em something)
Too many times I've been crossed, probably why I feel like I don't got love to lend (I don't got no more)
I knew I couldn't trust you how you like to keep our messages saved (Why you got them saved?)
How you been by the way? (How you been?)
Do you wanna hear what I got to say? (Do you wanna hear?)
Treat me like I can be tamed
It's real fucked up by the way
Who you textin' right now, who's keeping you up at night?
I saw you take a trip, who paid for the flight?
Who else you gonna make you feel right?
But since you up for the night, let's go (Let's go)
Let's roll
I called your phone, but you hung up like a coat
I know
You mad at the past, but you gotta let it go
Like that movie Frozen, iced from head to toe
She was there from the start, when my point was low (I know)
I know
Like tell all these bitches I know
Yeah
Yeah
When it come to these bitches, they can't even compare
But that's something I think that you already aware
Around me she feel pressure like playin' truth or dare
She give me top, I hold her hair like she tying my laces
Don't think I could ever be racist
Not the way I'm fuckin' all races and fuckin' they faces, I'm gettin' a rush
But when I saw you, I cut 'em all off, only a couple I still kept in touch
Wanna sorry for making you fall in love, when I was fallin' for lust
Didn't know that was your friend when I fucked 'fore we met, but I did anyways
Driver just got his truck lifted, we climbin' out the truck like we comin' out tanks (Comin' out a tank)
Yeah
Workin' like a nigga is comin' out of break
Skirtin' on the way like we comin out a race
Got lasers like we comin' out of a rave (Psh, psh)
Yeah
Wanna bang shorty like the boom comin' out of bass
Got me hype like a pup comin' out a crate
Got lil' shorty wet like she comin' out a lake
Feel like I fumbled, I'm fuckin' with trouble
I sip till I stumble, hoes come in a bundle
My vision is tunnel, they wan' see me crumble, probably catch it on video
When I met you, you showed me what we say could be biblical
When I met you, you showed me all these hoes are typical
Yeah
She don't care to know any my business, only my ambition
I still spilt some shit, I told her my body
Not much bout my exes, I'm feelin' her thickness
She postin' her fitness, she don't care for riches
She wan' be apprec-
She wan' be appreciated
Can't be mad at that, not then or now, got us a secret now
Duckin' a nigga 'cause you got a reason now
Who you pleasing now?
What is that nigga even banking?
What does that nigga even rank in?
Lil' nigga could get a spankin'
Could get one of my niggas go shank him, leave him all vacant, like you did me
Yeah
Niggas out here really wishing they was like this, switched on by a bitch
Don't try to be my friend once a hundred on my wrist
Yeah
Get a bag then I'ma go and make it flip, then I'ma probably go and see my bitch
Knowin' after we fuck all she wanna do is kiss
Credits
Writer(s): Kelvin Myers
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