Photo (feat. Bronson)
It's Bronson, baby
Oh, it's Litty, Litty, Lee
Send me a selfie
One of your body
Girl, don't you cry
Your features are natural
Been in the gym
You been eating your vegetables
Pre work at picture
Is right on your schedule
Thick as hell
I grab a handleful
I'ma sucker for skin
Like a cannibal
You hop on and off
Like a kangaroo
Said you want what is real
I'm original
Since it's gon' be a minute
The next time you see me it's on
Invite you to my home
Fuck you to my song
Everything that you hear is a banger
Pussy hella juicy
When I get into it
Like you ain't know I'm a singer
Send an emoji, baby
If you busy, girl
I'll wait for you
Dirty pictures, baby
Keep it between me and you
Girl, don't have me
Waiting up for hours
Twelve o'clock
Selfie in the shower
Smoke on ten
Cause the weed is louder
Said you never been
I won't leave without you
I call your body
Say, come over
Yeah
She said, I'll call you
When I'm sober
Yeah
I call your body
Say, come over
I won't see you
Till tomorrow
So she send a photo
Yeah
Shawty's send a photo now
Yeah
I need to see your image now
Yeah
We can, we can shut it down
Yeah
Soon as i get in and out yeah
R&B wit it wont play wit ya
No peek a boo wit that lame filter
You know how this go
Girl, just send a photo
My girl hold it down
Even when I ain't around
She just want me
To come over
I'm just chillin
rollin doja
She be askin
If I'm sober
Tryna fuck with me
For closure
I don't really
Think it's over
So I told her
Go ahead
Hit me with a photo
Been on the road
For a month or so
But let it go
You always know that
I'll come home
Back to you
Yeah
I could pull up
In a Wraith for you
In your purse
In the coupe
I'ma pay for you
Do the things these lames
Won't do for you
Point it out, baby
I'ma make it true
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Put this ice
On your neck
It was made for you
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
She gon' put her pic
On the gram
She gon' be like damn
There she go again
I swear
Her body lookin' so severe
I be deep in here phone
Like baby come here I swear
I call your body
Say, come over
Yeah
She said, I'll call you
When I'm sober
Yeah
I call your body
Say, come over
I won't see you
Till tomorrow
So she send a photo
Yeah
Shawty's send a photo now
Yeah
I need to see your image now
Yeah
We can, we can shut it down
Yeah
Soon as i get in and out yeah
R&B wit it wont play wit ya
No peek a boo wit that lame filter
You know how this go
Girl, just send a photo
You know how this go
Just send a photo
You know how it goes
Girl, jus send a photo
You know how this go
Girl, just send a photo
Oh, it's Litty, Litty, Lee
Send me a selfie
One of your body
Girl, don't you cry
Your features are natural
Been in the gym
You been eating your vegetables
Pre work at picture
Is right on your schedule
Thick as hell
I grab a handleful
I'ma sucker for skin
Like a cannibal
You hop on and off
Like a kangaroo
Said you want what is real
I'm original
Since it's gon' be a minute
The next time you see me it's on
Invite you to my home
Fuck you to my song
Everything that you hear is a banger
Pussy hella juicy
When I get into it
Like you ain't know I'm a singer
Send an emoji, baby
If you busy, girl
I'll wait for you
Dirty pictures, baby
Keep it between me and you
Girl, don't have me
Waiting up for hours
Twelve o'clock
Selfie in the shower
Smoke on ten
Cause the weed is louder
Said you never been
I won't leave without you
I call your body
Say, come over
Yeah
She said, I'll call you
When I'm sober
Yeah
I call your body
Say, come over
I won't see you
Till tomorrow
So she send a photo
Yeah
Shawty's send a photo now
Yeah
I need to see your image now
Yeah
We can, we can shut it down
Yeah
Soon as i get in and out yeah
R&B wit it wont play wit ya
No peek a boo wit that lame filter
You know how this go
Girl, just send a photo
My girl hold it down
Even when I ain't around
She just want me
To come over
I'm just chillin
rollin doja
She be askin
If I'm sober
Tryna fuck with me
For closure
I don't really
Think it's over
So I told her
Go ahead
Hit me with a photo
Been on the road
For a month or so
But let it go
You always know that
I'll come home
Back to you
Yeah
I could pull up
In a Wraith for you
In your purse
In the coupe
I'ma pay for you
Do the things these lames
Won't do for you
Point it out, baby
I'ma make it true
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Put this ice
On your neck
It was made for you
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
She gon' put her pic
On the gram
She gon' be like damn
There she go again
I swear
Her body lookin' so severe
I be deep in here phone
Like baby come here I swear
I call your body
Say, come over
Yeah
She said, I'll call you
When I'm sober
Yeah
I call your body
Say, come over
I won't see you
Till tomorrow
So she send a photo
Yeah
Shawty's send a photo now
Yeah
I need to see your image now
Yeah
We can, we can shut it down
Yeah
Soon as i get in and out yeah
R&B wit it wont play wit ya
No peek a boo wit that lame filter
You know how this go
Girl, just send a photo
You know how this go
Just send a photo
You know how it goes
Girl, jus send a photo
You know how this go
Girl, just send a photo
Credits
Writer(s): Kellen Cleveland, Bronson Burcham
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