Bryson Tiller Album Lyrics by Bryson Tiller

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[Instrumental]

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Attention

Yeah
You know I see you over there (ooh-ooh)
Girl, you caught my eye (yeah)

Love the way you put it on
Girl, you got my attention
All of my attention, yes
Tight black linen, sheer
Perked up in brassiere
Yeah you got me, uh-huh, uh-huh
Burnin' up in here
Two black five-inch heels
Dressin' to kill 'em here
I ain't sweatin' these women here
The essence is missin' here

So I'm ready to dissappear
Let's just go, my dear (mm)
'Cause the way you put it on
Make me wanna take it off you
Got me so amazed and all
I don't wanna wait, no (I don't wanna wait)
Nah, come on
I don't wanna wait but you're stayin' for the champagne
2 a.m. is creepin' up, you know how to keep me up
No, it won't be easy, but I'll be here, believe me, yes (yes, yeah)
She turnin' me up, am I not tipsy-turvy enough?
Baby, my vision gettin' blurry, huh
Blurry enough, but I can still see and I'm certain, ah-ah, mm

The way you light it up in here
Dress shimmer like the chandelier
Diamonds in your ear
You makin' one thing very clear
And baby, when you put it on
There's no competition
I watch you make entrance, baby
Yes, and you can tell by my description (you fit it well, and girl)
I won't never fail to mention (how you polish every detail)
Losin' time, tryna go the distance
You got all my attention, baby

I'm ready to disappear
Let's just go my dear
'Cause the way you put it on
Make me wanna take it off you
Got me so amazin', oh
I don't wanna wait, no (I don't wanna wait)
Nah, come on
I don't wanna wait but you're stayin' for the champagne
2 a.m., it's creepin' up, you know how to keep me up
Know it won't be easy, but I'll be here, believe me, yes (yeah, yeah)
She turnin' me up, am I not tipsy-turvy enough?
Baby, my vision gettin' blurry, uh
Blurry enough, but I can still see and I'm certain, oh-oh

Yeah
And I'm certain, I, I
I see the tension risin' (rise)
I see the tension risin' (rise)
I see the temperature risin' (rise)
Got my attention, oh, oh, oh (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

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Stay Gold

Don't you know? Girl, you're cold
I'm about to lose control
You know we're tied by souls (tied by souls)
More than worth your weight in gold, gold
Don't you know? Girl, you're cold (you're so cold)
I just might lose control (lose con')
You know we're tied by souls (tied by souls)
More than worth your weight in gold
Don't you know?

What you keep forwarding my calls for?
You know that's uncalled for
No matter the occasion, I'ma do what it calls for
Ain't too proud to beg, what you want me to crawl for it?
Told you I was with it, all you said you was all for it
You who I belong to, plus who I long for
Supportive type, behind you, 'specially when you on all fours
Arguin' while I drive, hoppin' out, slammin' car doors
Standin' on the things I promised you, I won't fall short
Spendin' time and money on you, just so we bond more
His and hers, our world, baby, I'm all yours
Aim to please through and through, pleasures of all sorts
Trust me to steer the ship but you the wave when I'm on board
Trust me to steer the ship but you the wave when I'm on board
You know that I'm on board (shh), uh
And the intentions are all pure
These roses are red, these hundreds are blue
If you the one then I'm runnin' into
Flower child, watchin' you comin' to bloom
Soon as the wheels touch the runway, I'm comin' to you (you, you)
My spirit lift when you come in the room

Don't you know? Girl, you're cold
I'm about to lose control (lose)
You know we're tied by souls (tied by souls)
More than worth your weight (weight) in gold, gold
Don't you know? Girl, you're cold (cold)
I'ma 'bout to lose control (lose control)
You know we're tied by souls (yeah)
More than worth your weight in gold (gold, gold, gold, gold, gold)
Don't you know? Uh

Damn
Huh
Aw, yeah
This is for my-
This is for my-

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Persuasion

He's starin' at me like he want this persuasion
And I'm lookin' right back at him
Like I want some of that decision, tonight
Tonight
He asked if he could grab all on my absolutely
I'm in no opposition so I'm gonna sit on that decision, tonight
Tonight (yeah, word up, huh)

Yeah, she talk slick
I suppose, right up until I hit it, huh
Right on the nose she tryna fuss
Tiller take this night on rosé, it's a go (go), go (go), go
Gave her the disclaimer, don't fall in love
She gave me that persuasion, now I feel high on drugs
I'm finna to take her somewhere, tell these hoes don't come
It ain't no after party, just me and shawty, yeah

He's starin' at me like he want this persuasion
And I'm lookin' right back at him
Like I want some of that decision, tonight (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)
Tonight (oh, oh-oh, oh, oh)
He asked (na-ooh) if he could grab all on my absolutely
I'm in no opposition so I'm gonna sit on that decision, tonight (yes, yes, yes)
Tonight (yes, yeah, yeah)

I'm, I'm, I'm on ten in that zone
No, baby, not like friend, I'm tryna bonjour, hit Paris then Rome
They like, "He did wrong," still singing along
Here go the disclaimer, don't fall in love (in love)
She gave me that persuasion, I feel high on drugs (drugs)
I'm finna take her somewhere, be one on one (just us)
No after party, just me and shawty, yeah

He's starin' at me like he want this persuasion
And I'm lookin' right back at him
Like I want some of that de-cision, tonight (woo, oh, oh-oh, oh)
Tonight (oh, oh-oh, oh)

Ah-ah, oh, ooh
Oh-woah-oh, oh

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Ciao!

You got a two-day trial before I take back my time and make you pay
Thirty-day trial before I make my mind that it's a waste (yeah)
Trials and tribulations (oh, oh)
Ciao, ciao, ciao

Kissin' in Paris, I guess we could do it French, wow
Eatin' lo mein, it's chow for now, chow, chow
She got me wildin' out
Rarri, Italia, ciao for now, ciao, ciao
Mm, mm-mm, mm-hmm
Yeah, she makin' ass shake
Breakin' that bank 'til her back break, wow
Yeah, yeah

Crazy how you managed to make me into a sponsor
You got me payin' for shit

You got a two-day trial before I take back my time and make you pay
Thirty-day trial before I make my mind that it's a waste (yeah)
Trials and tribulations (oh, oh)
Ciao, ciao, ciao

She don't want Hallmark, she want Amex and I'm inclined
Face card valid, no, I never press decline (nah)
Took a month to make it to my lobby, it can't be prime (nah)
Return policy, she can't be mine (nah, nah)

Crazy how you managed to make me into a sponsor
You got me payin' for shit

You got a two-day trial before I take back my time and make you pay
Thirty-day trial before I make my mind that it's a waste (yeah)
Trials and tribulations (oh, oh)
Ciao, ciao, ciao

Rarri, Italia, ciao for now, ciao, ciao
She got me wildin' out, ciao, ciao, ciao

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Peace Interlude

Yeah, yeah
I can't figure out
If you're even still here with me
Love me by your wrong discretion
There's no such thing as perfection
But, we, but we like the idea
I was, I was in a blur but I see things clear, now
You, you, you was in the front, but you're in my rear, now
Which way do I stear, now?
I need me some time
I need peace of mind
I need peace, peace, peace
I need me sometimes
I need peace of mind
I need, I need peace, peace, peace
I need peace of mind (yeah)
I need some time
I need, I need peace, peace, peace
Just give me some time
Give me peace of mind (woah)
Peace, peace, peace

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Rich Boy

Hey
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy

Come to where you at so you don't gotta drive
Busy through the week, you need some off time
Patek on your wrist, now we got all the time we need
Makin' up for lost time (yeah)
Ever since you cut ties with your ex and put him on ice
Yesterday's price ain't the same price
We be drippin' in that fabric, that fashion
Got you lit, and now we matchin'
They be tryna split the ticket wit' you lackin', they slackin'
Put you on and now you tapped in

Tapped in with a Rich boy sellin' that (yeah), throw some Ds
Bad bitch (yeah) she with me
Bagged it up, Double Cs
She's with, she's with
A rich boy who throw some Ds
Accent is overseas
Savage (yes) energy
She's with, she's with

Big bank, ran it up
PJ to Atlanta (huh)
Just bought a Lamb' truck
He went ghost on you, I put you in Phantoms (wait)
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Do the most for you, I do it at random
He a joke to you, should be doin' stand up
He don't spend it on you (huh), ho, that shit for ransom
If you don't f*ck with broke niggas
Ladies, this your anthem

Rich boy sellin' that (yeah), throw some Ds
Bad bitch (yeah) she with me
Bagged it up, Double Cs
She's with, she's with
A rich boy who throw some Ds
Accent is overseas
Savage (yes) energy
She's with, she's with

Spendin' on you, tonight (baby)
I'm spendin' on you, tonight (woah)
Yes, I know what you like (rich)
I bet I know what you like

(Rich boy sellin' that)

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Random Access Memory (RAM)

(feat. Clara La San)

[Bryson Tiller:]
Storage full, reminds me
I took way too many pics with you
Now you got me here siftin' through 'em
No Tokyo JDM, but I'm driftin' too
I just need a moment, when did I get lonely?
Can't process, can't CPU
I just wanna be with you
Lost in memories, I had reason to, ah

[Clara La San:]
I want it back, I want the old me
I'm tryin' to forget, but things just remind me
Remind me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me
Remind me

[Bryson Tiller:]
Don't know myself, can't function with this malware
I'm at functions by myself, my friends just left out of here
Said, "Call if you need help", think I need captcha
'Cause I can't tell the difference between me and these computers
Spent all of my cash here, I'm out of my mind
Spent all of my time, drinkin' tonight
Hopin' that you might come out and find me
I need access, remind me

[Clara La San:]
I want it back, I want the old me
I'm tryin' to forget, but things just remind me
Remind me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me
Remind me

There's a millions things
There's a million things I can say
But you never really knew that
But you never really knew I felt this way
I wanna take it back
Wanna take it back to where we
Had it just like that
Had it right on track
And I keep-

I want it back, I want the old me
I'm tryin' to forget, but things just remind me
Remind me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me
Mi-mind me

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No Thank You

Downtown Seattle on the weekend
You live kinda close but not too close
Hit your FaceTime, are you decent?
It's nine o'clock, you even naked, are you fully clothed?
Why you in the club on a Thursday?
These niggas always thirsty and it's full of those
Matchin' pyjamas season is comin' up
How we both single? Girl, we gon' cut it close
'Cause you bad bad, yeah, you fine fine
Put tequila on pause, you drinkin' white wine
But Stella ain't wine, I hope you know that
You say stop makin' fun of you or I go back to them stank hoes
To them girls that wear a bracelet on their ankles
To them Instagram models
Who only worried 'bout her angles

No, thank you
I know what I got, it ain't an angel
But I wouldn't trade your ass for no one
Even on your worst day I thank you for lovin' me
Even at my worst, I know you lovin' me
On days I don't put you first, you still in love with me
Even at my worst, I know you lovin' me
On days I don't put you first, you still in love with me

Yeah, uh
So f*ckin' with them bitches ain't no fair trade
Wish there was more ways to show I care, babe
But f*ck with someone else, it ain't the same thing

So, no, thank you
I know what I got, it ain't an angel
But I wouldn't trade your ass for no one
Even on your worst day I thank you for lovin' me (ah)
I know what I got, it ain't an angel
But I wouldn't trade your ass for no one
Even on your worst day I thank you for lovin' me

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Find My Way

In a crowded room I see only you, and it feels like magic
Lookin' back, I don't even know how all this even happened
As rare as it is, as cliché as it sounds, it's like we clicked
I don't even believe in love, but honestly, I don't know what else to call it

It's the way you vibe, it's the way you move
It's the things you do
It's the way you appreciate me
And it makes me wanna appreciate you
That makes me wanna be faithful
It's the way you put it on me like that
Love me good, love me good, yes
Lovin' me since way back, you treat me good, treat me good
It's the way, oh
It's the way you love me that keeps me findin' my way back home

Middle of February, it's freezin'
You took me out of the cold, ayy
You lit a fire on my soul, ayy
We f*cked in every room since then
And the passion still on ten
Got a ring right now, say when
And you ain't got to trip 'bout my exes
There's a reason that I'm not with them
I mean, no offence
But so many men that you dated, but I'm not them
We won't end up as friends, no
Won't be scared, won't be scared of my past
Don't be scared, I promise, it's gon' last
I know

It's the way you vibe, it's the way you move
It's the things you do
It's the way you appreciate me
And it makes me wanna appreciate you
That makes me wanna be faithful
It's the way you put it on me like that
Love me good, love me good, yes
Lovin' me since way back, you treat me good, treat me good
It's the way, oh
It's the way you love me that keeps me findin' my way back home

Love me good, love me good
Alright, alright
Treat me good, treat me good
Findin' my way back home
Love me good, love me good
Treat me good, treat me good

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Prize

Ooh, babe
Nobody does it like you, baby, no
(Uh-huh, what? What? What?)

Look at you in this Audemars, shit, f*ck all these broads, hey, no offense
She's very classy, yes, I noticed
Girl can't romance me 'cause I'm focused on you
Seizin' the moment
She is the sole reason I want this, yeah
Yeah, now she's in focus
I don't see nobody else, no, it's, yeah-yeah
Yeah, tell me you like a song and I'm singin' to you 'til mornin' come
Touchin' you 'til you harmonize, I know you
Hear me say this shit all the time
Grateful 'cause you are the prize, I want you as mine (mine)
(And she make me say)

Ooh, babe
Nobody does it like you, baby, no

Yeah, I'm grateful (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hey)
Grateful because you chose up on me, I can't be out here just hoein' 'round
Already know how karma works, it's spinnin' the block, it's goin' 'round
Hit up the club, I called you first, if you on my arm, I'm showin' out
Told me, "Leave them broads alone", it's quiet for them, you know I did
Bachelor crib, don't call it home, what should I call it? No idea
No wife in a blouse, no spouse, no kids, no four-door whip to drive 'em in
No more hoes, done flyin' 'em in, I'm tryna come make you smile again (be mine)
All you wanted was a lil' openness
And I told myself, "Better not tell no tell no lies again (can I?)
This ain't no joke thing, no, not again
Ayy, be mine
(What? What?)
Ah-ah-ah

Ooh, babe
Nobody does it like you, baby, no
Yeah, yeah

I tried searchin' for it, I got nowhere, nowhere, and I
I looked everywhere for it and it's so hard to find
It's got my mind racin' all night, I try
It's alright, girl, take your time, take your time
Time (hey, hey), time (hey, hey), time (hey, hey)
Time

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Waterfalls

The way you love me out straight through my eye
Gave each other joy that night
Cuddlin' with lies
Still room for us to make our mistakes
Leave it out to dry (ooh)
Pain and rainbows on a sheet in my lap
Caught me like a thief in your trap
How much can we get for this portrait? Uh, ooh

Can I keep up with you?
In the sky
Been waterfalls in the sky
Colors drip from my
Canvas I made for you
Paintin' waterfalls in the mud with my
Love (love, mm)
Paintin' waterfalls in the mud with my
Love (love, mm)
Can I?
Paint waterfalls
Paint waterfalls in mud
With my love

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ÆON L U S T

No Lyrics

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CALYPSO

We got our names on the guest list
I can't forget your name, always had it on the necklace
She said, "New phone, who this?" As soon as I texted
Then I saw her pretty little face standin' right by the exit
I said, "It's funny that you here 'cause I know this really ain't your thing"
She said, "You got that right," and her car will arrive in fifteen
She said it's 12:35 and she still got work in the mornin'
I ain't tryna kill the vibe, you could see it in my face, I'm torn
Yeah, but wait

Just like magic, they playin' our song
From way back when we fell in love
She put down her jacket and gave me her phone
Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up"
Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink
Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap
She said, "You ain't changed one bit"
Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me"

Her body like Calypso (Calypso)
Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (oh, yeah)
I love it when you get low (get low)
I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those?
Bust when she moves her hips slow (bussin')
Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (ooh, yeah)
90210 the zipcode (yeah)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info?

Deuces, I see you later, right there off of La Brea
Focus on me, not on them haters
Baby, don't Tito's make you crazy? Maybe (yeah)
We can sober up in my bed, but you
Won't let me take you there, no
We proceeded to leave but then

Just like magic, they playin' our song
From way back when we fell in love
She put down her jacket and gave me her phone
Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up"
Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink
Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap
She said, "You ain't changed one bit"
Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me"

Her body like Calypso (yeah)
Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (with my feet sore, yeah)
I love it when you get low (get low)
I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those? (Ooh)
Bust when she moves her hips slow
Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (oh-ooh)
90210 the zipcode (oh)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah)

Her body like Calypso (yeah)
I'ma, with my, with my feet sore, yeah
I love it when you get low (get low, yes)
On you, when'd you get those? (Tatts)
Bust when she moves her hips slow
Sober up in my bed, but you (oh-ooh, yes)
90210 the zipcode (oh)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah)

Can I send you?
We could rendezvous now
Yeah

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Outside

White nail polish, ten toes down
(Yeah)
Look back at it, shawty, don't look down
Tattoo peakin' through the see-through
(Damn, yeah)
Body critical, ICU
I see you

Used to be in love, now you're like, "F*ck Cupid"
Hate to be your ex, know that nigga feel stupid
Thumbin' through the 'Gram, tryna figure out where you been
All he need to know is that you're outside
Watchin' real time while you're too live
Easily adjusted to your new life
Since you let loose, he been too tight
Tight

No plans to unknown plans
You don't need a man, you got your own bands
No kid money, these grown bands
Had to wake 'em up, they sleepin'
Pussy so good, gotta sleep in it
Arch your back and knees in
Bring 'em in

I never get enough, never get enough
I never get enough, never get enough

Way too many fall in your direction
Choices like testin'
But you're selective (oh-oh)
Yeah, that ass too swole and I'm tryna grab that (tryna grab that)
If he get too close, tell that nigga, "Back, back" (tell him, "Back, back")
He been callin' your phone, but you don't call back (don't call back, ah-ooh)
Let him know it's his fault and he need to fall back

Used to be in love, now you're like, "F*ck Cupid"
Hate to be your ex, know that nigga feel stupid
Thumbin' through the 'Gram, tryna figure out where you been
All he need to know is that you're outside
Watchin' real time while you're too live (live)
Easily adjusted to your new life (life)
Since you let loose, he been too tight
Tight (tight)

Know you came here alone (know you came here alone)
I wanna take her back home (I wanna take her back home)
Wanna show her somethin' real for once (hey, hey)
I'ma call you on the phone (call you on the phone)
And get you all alone (I think it's better all alone)
All he need to know is you're outside now
Bring it back for me one time (bring it back and back and back, back, back, back, back)

I never get enough, never get enough
I never get enough, never get enough (bring it back and back and back, back, back, back, back)
I never get enough, never get enough
I never get enough, never get enough

Used to be in love with him (yeah, yeah)
Now you say you're done with him (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hate to be your ex, dumb nigga (yeah)
Grown, baby, ain't no young nigga

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Undertow

I can feel your breath on my lips
Exercise your confidence, I don't mind
I can feel you're pullin' on my wrist
Anywhere you want us to exist, we can fly
Add you to my mornin' routine
Hope you don't get bored with me overtime
Have you ever fallen fast asleep?
Woke up in your favorite dream by my side

I can feel your heartbeat on my chest
Are you overwhelmed by my eagerness? (Hey, hey, hey)
You fit the description, my interest
Can we help each other get undressed? (Oh)

Like the undertow (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You are
Like the undertow (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You keep on pullin' me in
I won't put up a fight, you win
Undertow, oh, oh (nah-ooh)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You are

I can see the hearts in your eyes
Effect me like the moons do the tides what a wave
Lock me down, don't mind doin' time
Long as you're servin' that life sentence with me

I can see your handprint on my chest
Are you overwhelmed by my eagerness? (Hey)
You fit the description, my interest
Can we help each other get undressed? (Oh, woah, yeah)

Like the undertow (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You are
Like the undertow (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, you are
Like the undertow (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You keep on pullin' me in
Won't put up a fight, you win
Undertow, oh, oh (nah-ooh)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Undertow, oh, oh (nah-ooh)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You keep on pullin' me on
Won't put up a fight, you win
Undertow, oh, oh
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You are
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You are
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
You are

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F4U

Said I think of you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
(He's heatin' up)
Yeah

You know, they say it's always gon' be a badder bitch
For some reason, that don't apply to you
I can't even lie to you, these bitches are bad, but just not as fine as you
They lookin' at me like how come I'm not outside with you
They lookin' at me like, "Who gon' make this nigga fold?"
Walkin' all in my line of sight, tryna find out who I'ma like
Let me show it to you, let me hit her phone
Baby, hoes in here doin' pick and rolls
I know I said I was out with the bros
But I need you to go put different clothes on (come outside)
I don't know the difference between swizz and provolone
But I know the difference between my bitch and these hoes
She got a nigga cheesin'
Not for any reason other reason other than
She borderline comedian
Stay on her lane while these bitches drive on the median (damn)
Like it's 2012, I'm swervin' this ho, and I mean it (swerve)
I'm showin' no mercy to hoes and I mean it
It's only you in this red Lamborghini
I feel like Bruce Wayne but I need a Selena
Done with that bag? Man, you happy to see it
Just give me that cat and I'm happy to eat it
I'm mad at you teasin'
These bitches, they lack what I need
Let's keep it a rack, they not half of what she is
I swear, won't be no mackin' for me
And, I swear, won't be no casual tees
And, I swear, she a killer if he in the middle and move to the right
She still the center, my truest delight
I cannot be sleazy, provin' 'em right, nah, huh
Better know I ain't comin' here to go back and forth with no stare-downs, baby
'Cause (and I think of you)
Am I right to suggest you are like eight or nine
Different hairstyles, baby (and I think of you)
Whether it's braided now, or hair down, maybe, or curly or straight
You switch it up year-round
Two-strand twist, it ain't fair now, baby (chill)

Hahaha
nah, for real, you gotta chill
(know you look good in everything you put on)
Chill out, you got all these bitches mad in here (I'm fiendin' for)
But, I only got you, so it don't even matter for real
(I don't see these hoes, I see you)
Believe that (for real, huh)

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Assume The Position

Assume the position
Put both hands where I can see
Assume the position (yeah)
You already know the routine
Assume the position

Did that ass come with a registration ('tration)
'Cause I can tell you been on the run
Hope you don't mind my citation ('tation)
'Cause I see you eyein' my handcuffs

I can facilitate release
Make a bargain for your plea
You can be the judge
'Cause I'm hung like a jury (woo)
Put your hands around my Glock
Don't be afraid to squeeze
As long as you're aimin' to please

Assume the position (yeah)
Put both hands where I can see
Assume the position (assume the position, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You already know the routine
Assume the position

(Assume the position)
(Put both hands where I can see)
(Assume the position)
(Let's change the position)

Put your hands up
You ain't innocent, I know that much
Premeditated, don't think too much
Resist arrest, and get locked up (oh-ooh)
Ooh, love it when you bite your bottom lip (yeah)
'Cause you tryna plead the fifth (yeah)
Think it's time we both approach the bench

I can facilitate release
Make a bargain for your plea
You can be the judge
'Cause I'm hung like a jury (woo)
Put your hands around my Glock
Don't be afraid to squeeze
As long as you're aimin' to please

Assume the position (hey, yeah)
Put both hands where I can see
Assume the position (assume the position, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You already know the routine
Assume the position

(Position) yeah, yeah
(You already know the routine)
(Assume the position)
(Position) yeah
(Assume the position)
(Put both hands where I can see)
(Assume the position)
(Position)
(Assume the position)
(Put both hands where I can see)

Assume the position
Position
(You already know the routine)
(Assume the position)

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Whatever She Wants

Nah, we just gettin' started
It's Slum Tiller Volume 2, nigga
My boy Tylian steppin' on this shit
We got this motherf*cker goin' crazy and we don't even know
NCO athletes nigga, you know what time it is
Uh

I'ma take her bougie ass to Rodeo and then let her
Pick up whatever she want
CC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want
She piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want
Talking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home
Hit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (huh)
Like I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want (huh, huh)
(Huh-huh, huh-huh-huh, wow)

She on a power trip again
I know pussy power got me buyin' shit again
Friends ain't jackin' me, you must be lyin' to your friends
They know I'm a beast, I wake the giants up again (huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)
Shinin' once again
Ran it up, I told lil' mama, "Slide in my DMs" (huh, uh)
Now I'm right back in, oh
Locked in
Shawty got that dress on so the block is hot again
Thick so when I hit it sound Flocka adlibs (baow-baow, baow-baow,-baow)
Got her ass again
Then she got to trippin' over nothin' yet again
Got a nigga feelin' like a sucker yet again
Close off my emotion then I rush to let her in
Hurry up and let her in (huh)

I'ma take her bougie ass to Rodeo and then let her
Pick up whatever she want
CC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want
She piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want
Talking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home
Hit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (want)
Like I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want (huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh)

I'm already knowin'
She spoiled as a motherf*cker
Whatever

Huh
Spoil her ass again
Take her to the dealership, the Porsche, it got a twin, huh
Patek got a beam, huh, hold it to the lens
Put the ice I bought you on and show it to your friends, huh
Shop until we lean, huh
Bae, let's make it even (ayy)
She don't hold a damn thing, she spicy like Tajin (hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Ha, yeah, she spicy like Tajin, ayy, look, bae, don't make no sense

I'm finna take her bougie ass to Rodeo and then let her pick up whatever she want
CC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want
She piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want (uh-huh)
Talking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home
Hit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (huh)
Like I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want (huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh)