Nobody

They keep on asking who better than me
I ain't for the talking it's easy to see
I'm tryna eat it competitively
Feel like I'm metro I'm ready to beat
If she gotta bbl can't talk to me
I like it when it come naturally
Freaky for me but a nun in the streets
Gotta keep it low key know my baby discrete

We don't like people all up in our bidness
I'm tryna kill it I can't leave a witness
The way that she throw it lil baby she gifted
Middle of summer it's feelin like Christmas
I think I know what I want on my wishlist
House full of mistletoe drown in yo kisses
You got me thinking bout having a misses
Even though this shit hittin
I done had my share of women
But this shit hit different
Word to Ty and SZA when my baby talk you know I listen
Yeah she got that grippy
Wildin out when we get tipsy
Only time you catch me slippin
Do this shit so good
When we done I get to tippin
Wood grain I'm gripping
Yo ex tripped up now you missing
In my room you drippin
Finna give you 3 like Simpsons
Might just stop my pimpin
Is this love or lust
Or am I simpin

They keep on asking who better than me
I ain't for the talking it's easy to see
I'm tryna eat it competitively
Feel like I'm metro I'm ready to beat
If she gotta bbl can't talk to me
I like it when it come naturally
Freaky for me but a nun in the streets
Gotta keep it low key know my baby discrete

Hands on ya knees
Make it bounce for me
Make it bounce for me
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce

Hands on ya knees
Make it bounce for me
Make it bounce for me
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce

They keep on asking who better than me
I ain't for the talking it's easy to see
I'm tryna eat it competitively
Feel like I'm metro I'm ready to beat
If she gotta bbl can't talk to me
I like it when it come naturally
Freaky for me but a nun in the streets
Gotta keep it low key know my baby discrete



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Writer(s): Jaylon Key-lott
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