1 plus 1 equals 2 when I'm with you 1, 4, 3 before you leave I'm not forgetful
You might be the one, resume got credentials
Your love on your sleeve right next to my initials
Black and white tees from 3, it's so official
Agree to disagree, I'd rather agree with you
Love to strip tease, that's me, it's not a pistol
Don't wanna speed up time, I'm taking my time with you
Lights, camera, action, it's feeling like game time
Her legs in the air, I'm the one with the hang time
She made it disappear, I'm throwing up gang signs
I'm whispering in her ear, she telling me that it's mines
Reservation for 7, pushing it back to 9
The sky full of them stars, she wishing that she was mine
I'm wishing that she were mind, solely her f*cking business
Instead of worrying about bitches and worried about position
One or the 8 seed, everybody contenders
If I call you then you come, hut one need attention
Usually to the neck, plus one in attendance
Back and forth with Serena, the green resemble tennis
She feel like I'm a menace, intuition is working
I threw on a reading glass, she still feel like I'm perping
I still be out here working, furthest thing from perfect
Lost some money down the way, wondering if it's worth it
Entertaining these hoes, when he closing the curtains
No tomatoes was thrown, thanking me for my service
I could leave you alone, how you gon' find your purpose?
The gram look picture perfect, I know that your feelings hurting
She putting the mask on, Future and Ray Mysterio
You not hearing my point, but you hearing me on the radio
Attitude lackadaisical this shit happened some days ago
If it was '08, MapQuest wouldn't had a way to go
Shitting on these niggas and I'm pissing on the cheerio
Circles around these boys, new handle, gotta be merry go
The Illest and I'm richer, how much longer, I'ma keep it low
Another step closer, good reason, f*ck it, let's make a toast
F*ck em, Wook, brag and boast
They gon' need a year, lil' nigga, and that's not even close
Couple doors opened in three months, two of em closed
She all in my grill and I'm in hers, I wanna get the mold
DollaWay, nigga, ABC, always be closing, live like us
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1 plus 1 equals 2 when I'm with you 1, 4, 3 before you leave I'm not forgetful
You might be the one, resume got credentials
Your love on your sleeve right next to my initials
Black and white tees from 3, it's so official
Agree to disagree, I'd rather agree with you
Love to strip tease, that's me, it's not a pistol
Don't wanna speed up time, I'm taking my time with you
Lights, camera, action, it's feeling like game time
Her legs in the air, I'm the one with the hang time
She made it disappear, I'm throwing up gang signs
I'm whispering in her ear, she telling me that it's mines
Reservation for 7, pushing it back to 9
The sky full of them stars, she wishing that she was mine
I'm wishing that she were mind, solely her f*cking business
Instead of worrying about bitches and worried about position
One or the 8 seed, everybody contenders
If I call you then you come, hut one need attention
Usually to the neck, plus one in attendance
Back and forth with Serena, the green resemble tennis
She feel like I'm a menace, intuition is working
I threw on a reading glass, she still feel like I'm perping
I still be out here working, furthest thing from perfect
Lost some money down the way, wondering if it's worth it
Entertaining these hoes, when he closing the curtains
No tomatoes was thrown, thanking me for my service
I could leave you alone, how you gon' find your purpose?
The gram look picture perfect, I know that your feelings hurting
She putting the mask on, Future and Ray Mysterio
You not hearing my point, but you hearing me on the radio
Attitude lackadaisical this shit happened some days ago
If it was '08, MapQuest wouldn't had a way to go
Shitting on these niggas and I'm pissing on the cheerio
Circles around these boys, new handle, gotta be merry go
The Illest and I'm richer, how much longer, I'ma keep it low
Another step closer, good reason, f*ck it, let's make a toast
F*ck em, Wook, brag and boast
They gon' need a year, lil' nigga, and that's not even close
Couple doors opened in three months, two of em closed
She all in my grill and I'm in hers, I wanna get the mold
DollaWay, nigga, ABC, always be closing, live like us
You might be the one, resume got credentials
Your love on your sleeve right next to my initials
Black and white tees from 3, it's so official
Agree to disagree, I'd rather agree with you
Love to strip tease, that's me, it's not a pistol
Don't wanna speed up time, I'm taking my time with you
Lights, camera, action, it's feeling like game time
Her legs in the air, I'm the one with the hang time
She made it disappear, I'm throwing up gang signs
I'm whispering in her ear, she telling me that it's mines
Reservation for 7, pushing it back to 9
The sky full of them stars, she wishing that she was mine
I'm wishing that she were mind, solely her f*cking business
Instead of worrying about bitches and worried about position
One or the 8 seed, everybody contenders
If I call you then you come, hut one need attention
Usually to the neck, plus one in attendance
Back and forth with Serena, the green resemble tennis
She feel like I'm a menace, intuition is working
I threw on a reading glass, she still feel like I'm perping
I still be out here working, furthest thing from perfect
Lost some money down the way, wondering if it's worth it
Entertaining these hoes, when he closing the curtains
No tomatoes was thrown, thanking me for my service
I could leave you alone, how you gon' find your purpose?
The gram look picture perfect, I know that your feelings hurting
She putting the mask on, Future and Ray Mysterio
You not hearing my point, but you hearing me on the radio
Attitude lackadaisical this shit happened some days ago
If it was '08, MapQuest wouldn't had a way to go
Shitting on these niggas and I'm pissing on the cheerio
Circles around these boys, new handle, gotta be merry go
The Illest and I'm richer, how much longer, I'ma keep it low
Another step closer, good reason, f*ck it, let's make a toast
F*ck em, Wook, brag and boast
They gon' need a year, lil' nigga, and that's not even close
Couple doors opened in three months, two of em closed
She all in my grill and I'm in hers, I wanna get the mold
DollaWay, nigga, ABC, always be closing, live like us
Writer: Diante Paysinger
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