Said u ghost 4 mans
Well baby I got no plans
Runnin for the things u got left
Yea u know u playin not fair
Hands on the wheel runnin ur hair
I love the way you doin with yo both hands
I'm like yeah I'm doin on the math Einstein
How you tellin me there's a fine line
I can't lie I'm tryna be the one that hurt you
Roll up on me you don't need no pressure
Focus, im hopeless romantic
Im so obsessed on yo bad shit whoa
F*ck me so you don't need to check on me no more
Yea u gotta trust me fosho
I be feelin high need a lot more
Grippin tight on yo body like I need a hold
The way u tweakin now u callin me cold
But shawty I got a few options
Imma pull up on u when u treatin me right
For the money imma savage
I be sippin on a daily like habit
When u all up on me, mr fantastic
Only see the good in u, wonder why I have it
Callin u an Uber when u tryna hang yo phone
My true intentions never been the same-o same
I can't lie I'm tryna be the one that hurt you
Roll up on me you don't need no pressure
Focus, im hopeless romantic
Im so obsessed on yo bad shit whoa