Passenger Princess

Tell me (so, won't you tell me?), what you want me to do
'Cause, baby, I'm waiting for your love, and-
Tell me (so, won't you tell me?), what you want me to do
'Cause baby I'm waiting for your love, and-

Your girl is my bitch, she stay on my hip
Stick to me like glue (stick to me like glue)
We fuck to the SZA, she love when it's in her
She not gonna snooze (Not gonna snooze)
I'm cummin' too fast, I'm on a half tab
That's not an excuse (Not an excuse)
Don't care 'bout your feelings, get bucks like I'm Lillard
Then blow it on you (then Blow it on you)
She throwin' a fit and throwin' it back
You fuck with me once
You comin right back
Just like my shows, you getting' a pass
Who is your ex? I'll give him a dap
Not threatened by shit 'cause I'm killin' this shit
The head too good, that ass get a smack
My shawty my demon and angel
She worried 'bout angles, I'm worried 'bout racks
Huh, huh, huh, she cryin' in clubs, she sheddin' them tears
Huh, huh, huh, she not a white boy, she don't do the beer
Huh, huh, huh, I'm hittin' it raw, but we in the clear
Huh, huh, huh, I take you to Louis, he take you to Sears
She lives in my lap, she lookin' for blessings
The top too good, it's anti depressing
I hit it whenever, that's side-nigga Heaven
She don't care who's who
Now her ex mad, boo-hoo
Fuck around with you
Merci beacoup

Tell me (so, won't you tell me?), what you want me to do
'Cause, baby, I'm waiting for your love, and-

(Baby)
We go back like some neck braids
I'm stickin' to your scalp I stay trim like side fades
Uh)
Addicted to digging you deep, it escalate then I excavate (Dig it)
Been fuckin' for fifty-six nights just like that
Future and ESCO tape
(Oh)
I told her to turn off the lights, but not once did I dim my glow
Been puttin' you on this fly shit, word to Miyagi, she a dem goat
This issey ain't no question, so I'm callin' it any Miyake
Mexico, gettin' my chips, I like to dip all my takis in guacy
Toxic enviroment when I pour more than them shots that you copped me
I get to stuntin' too hard And don't let the blunt hit too hard
I'm 'bout to stand on a bar
And deal with the The Shade Room tomorrow
Then back to me duckin' off in the hills, I been raisin' a dog
And from that, I learned to decipher the tones
That could belong to a bark
Sometimes, She mad 'cause I'm so aloof and she want me involved
(She do)
Sometimes, she hungry
Sometimes, she jealous
Sometimes, she wrong
Say life is a bitch, I guess
I know more 'bout that bitch than I thought (Uh-uh, uh-uh)