Shade.
Tell me what you want
She wanna smoke trees and just be in the shade
She wanna talk to you but stop throwin' shade
Yeah, tell me what you need
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
Yeah, tell me what you want
They say, pressure make diamonds
Baby, I ain't lyin', yeah, yeah
Tellin' you ain't about to cryin'
I'm bout to go ahead and send some mun-yun yeah
Your way, your way, your way, your way
Okay, uh, uh, uh
She wanna smoke trees and just be in the shade
She wanna talk to you but you're throwin' shade
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Scary times and she tryna boogie witcha'
Dope life but I don't do no booger, sugar
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Coulda had her ass off the rip, nah, I'm sayin', yeah
Coulda had her ass off the rip, nah, I'm sayin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Now it's R.I.P. to the relationship, nah, I'm sayin', Yeah, R.I.P. to the relationship, nah, I'm sayin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh
And it's my fault, yeah, that's my bad
Rest in peace to everything we coulda had
That we coulda been, yeah
Coulda been like Jay and Bee, uh
The blueprint to R&B
Coulda been no beef
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She wanna smoke trees and just be in the shade
She wanna talk to you but you're throwin' shade
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
Uh, uh
She wanna smoke trees and just be in the shade
She wanna talk to you but stop throwin' shade
Yeah, tell me what you need
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
Yeah, tell me what you want
They say, pressure make diamonds
Baby, I ain't lyin', yeah, yeah
Tellin' you ain't about to cryin'
I'm bout to go ahead and send some mun-yun yeah
Your way, your way, your way, your way
Okay, uh, uh, uh
She wanna smoke trees and just be in the shade
She wanna talk to you but you're throwin' shade
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Scary times and she tryna boogie witcha'
Dope life but I don't do no booger, sugar
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Coulda had her ass off the rip, nah, I'm sayin', yeah
Coulda had her ass off the rip, nah, I'm sayin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Now it's R.I.P. to the relationship, nah, I'm sayin', Yeah, R.I.P. to the relationship, nah, I'm sayin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh
And it's my fault, yeah, that's my bad
Rest in peace to everything we coulda had
That we coulda been, yeah
Coulda been like Jay and Bee, uh
The blueprint to R&B
Coulda been no beef
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She wanna smoke trees and just be in the shade
She wanna talk to you but you're throwin' shade
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
She wanna speak to you but you're bein' afraid
Uh, uh
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