Rude
Thank God that I'm fortunate
In too deep, no holding back
When I see the T.I.N.G
I would go so low for that
But I'm more than that
Hold my hand
Let me be your quarterback
Can I call you B.A.B.E
Let's just get this show on track
But it turns out that you're rude
Want me to feel I'm like I'm doomed
Want me to watch you do you
Don't, girl, you look so nice
But you're not nice, you're rude
Look what you're putting me thru
I'd never do this to you
Sucks now you're not my type
So thank God for my moral map
Like ABCs, know all of that
So if you need to come sit by me
Let them check your hallway pass
It ain't more than that
I'm over that
One two three, please hold the cap
Now when I see the TING
Close my heart, I know this trap
Mi amor (let's go)
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
See the fam, say what's up
Greet my homie, what's good
But should I engage when you're around
I don't suppose that I should
Learnt from the errors of our past
Burnt by the trials of our youth
So my vibe shouldn't take you by surprise
I put up walls if you're untrue
Don't mean that I won't come through
Doesn't meant that I didn't care
We've pulled back layer thru layers
Learnt that I'm wasting my time
Back then the mood was just vibes
Just sum' you could feel in the air
It's true, what I said in your ears
I know it's gon' be alright
Thank God that I'm fortunate
In too deep, no holding back
When I see the T.I.N.G
I would go so low for that
But I'm more than that
Hold my hand
Let me be your quarterback
Can I call you B.A.B.E?
Let's just get this show on track
But it turns out that you're rude
Want me to feel I'm like I'm doomed
Want me to watch you do you
Don't, girl, you look so nice
But you're not nice, you're rude
Look what you're putting me thru
I'd never do this to you
Sucks now you're not my type
So thank God for my moral map
Like ABCs, know all of that
So if you need to come sit by me
Let them check your hallway pass
It ain't more than that
I'm over that
One two three, please hold the cap
Now when I see the T.I.N.G
Close my heart, I know this trap
Mi amor (let's go)
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
In too deep, no holding back
When I see the T.I.N.G
I would go so low for that
But I'm more than that
Hold my hand
Let me be your quarterback
Can I call you B.A.B.E
Let's just get this show on track
But it turns out that you're rude
Want me to feel I'm like I'm doomed
Want me to watch you do you
Don't, girl, you look so nice
But you're not nice, you're rude
Look what you're putting me thru
I'd never do this to you
Sucks now you're not my type
So thank God for my moral map
Like ABCs, know all of that
So if you need to come sit by me
Let them check your hallway pass
It ain't more than that
I'm over that
One two three, please hold the cap
Now when I see the TING
Close my heart, I know this trap
Mi amor (let's go)
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
See the fam, say what's up
Greet my homie, what's good
But should I engage when you're around
I don't suppose that I should
Learnt from the errors of our past
Burnt by the trials of our youth
So my vibe shouldn't take you by surprise
I put up walls if you're untrue
Don't mean that I won't come through
Doesn't meant that I didn't care
We've pulled back layer thru layers
Learnt that I'm wasting my time
Back then the mood was just vibes
Just sum' you could feel in the air
It's true, what I said in your ears
I know it's gon' be alright
Thank God that I'm fortunate
In too deep, no holding back
When I see the T.I.N.G
I would go so low for that
But I'm more than that
Hold my hand
Let me be your quarterback
Can I call you B.A.B.E?
Let's just get this show on track
But it turns out that you're rude
Want me to feel I'm like I'm doomed
Want me to watch you do you
Don't, girl, you look so nice
But you're not nice, you're rude
Look what you're putting me thru
I'd never do this to you
Sucks now you're not my type
So thank God for my moral map
Like ABCs, know all of that
So if you need to come sit by me
Let them check your hallway pass
It ain't more than that
I'm over that
One two three, please hold the cap
Now when I see the T.I.N.G
Close my heart, I know this trap
Mi amor (let's go)
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Mi amor
Credits
Writer(s): Ovchinnikov Fyodor, Syed Naqvi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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