Ok, we're back
I've been waiting on this one nigga
Yeah yeah yeah, semester two
She look to me for a backbone
She'd have her own if she did have a backbone
Body too tea for me not to come back home
I never tell her to set up the iPhone (I know)
One of ten people I'd die for
I make her hit different keys like a typo
She said make sure my last name on her headstone
She know I'm running her straight to the end zone
You DM her you better have Venmo
She like everyone know you can rap
But ain't no need to rush baby slow down your tempo
Take your time in it like Valentino
I'm bias, but how my name roll off her tongue got a ring to it like a proposal
Shorty tatted from bottom to top if I ask to be friends with you girl it's rhetorical, girl it's
Ok, ok, she just called me like, "F*ck are you waiting on?"
Damn I don't know, what are we waiting on
Turn down the reverb and turn up my microphone
Bitch I'm ice cold like the rapper in ride along
Mini don, she my right hand like that Drizzy song
I just need her and a million
And your one friend that look Christina Milian
I know
Yeah, Ok, Ok
She wear crop tops every season she can't help but show that body off like a body off
Mazel tov, you a celebration, inspiration, favorite sensation
Fine like citation, it's a crime baby
I'll let it slide just don't lie to me
You can cry to me, and don't be insecure, girl I love tummy
And don't bring him up, you know I hate buddy
F*ck him anyway, no one gon take you from me
You know you love me (Ok)
Racing like she TayK, you think we were in Tokyo
Bussing like a Ak, you'd think I was in OVO
Hold up baby mayday, I'm coming like the British though
Big forehead, I'm nutting on a mini patio
All your bodies lame, I can't claim 'em as a Eskimo
Make it last forever, we can carry round a mistletoe
Or just disappear, who the f*ck would think of Idaho
Four L, never sell, baby 'till it's adios (Ok, Ok)
Yeah, I feel for you forreal
I'm down if you down, shorty let's make a deal
F*ck all that bullshit, let's go split a pill
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Ok, we're back
I've been waiting on this one nigga
Yeah yeah yeah, semester two
She look to me for a backbone
She'd have her own if she did have a backbone
Body too tea for me not to come back home
I never tell her to set up the iPhone (I know)
One of ten people I'd die for
I make her hit different keys like a typo
She said make sure my last name on her headstone
She know I'm running her straight to the end zone
You DM her you better have Venmo
She like everyone know you can rap
But ain't no need to rush baby slow down your tempo
Take your time in it like Valentino
I'm bias, but how my name roll off her tongue got a ring to it like a proposal
Shorty tatted from bottom to top if I ask to be friends with you girl it's rhetorical, girl it's
Ok, ok, she just called me like, "F*ck are you waiting on?"
Damn I don't know, what are we waiting on
Turn down the reverb and turn up my microphone
Bitch I'm ice cold like the rapper in ride along
Mini don, she my right hand like that Drizzy song
I just need her and a million
And your one friend that look Christina Milian
I know
Yeah, Ok, Ok
She wear crop tops every season she can't help but show that body off like a body off
Mazel tov, you a celebration, inspiration, favorite sensation
Fine like citation, it's a crime baby
I'll let it slide just don't lie to me
You can cry to me, and don't be insecure, girl I love tummy
And don't bring him up, you know I hate buddy
F*ck him anyway, no one gon take you from me
You know you love me (Ok)
Racing like she TayK, you think we were in Tokyo
Bussing like a Ak, you'd think I was in OVO
Hold up baby mayday, I'm coming like the British though
Big forehead, I'm nutting on a mini patio
All your bodies lame, I can't claim 'em as a Eskimo
Make it last forever, we can carry round a mistletoe
Or just disappear, who the f*ck would think of Idaho
Four L, never sell, baby 'till it's adios (Ok, Ok)
Yeah, I feel for you forreal
I'm down if you down, shorty let's make a deal
F*ck all that bullshit, let's go split a pill
I've been waiting on this one nigga
Yeah yeah yeah, semester two
She look to me for a backbone
She'd have her own if she did have a backbone
Body too tea for me not to come back home
I never tell her to set up the iPhone (I know)
One of ten people I'd die for
I make her hit different keys like a typo
She said make sure my last name on her headstone
She know I'm running her straight to the end zone
You DM her you better have Venmo
She like everyone know you can rap
But ain't no need to rush baby slow down your tempo
Take your time in it like Valentino
I'm bias, but how my name roll off her tongue got a ring to it like a proposal
Shorty tatted from bottom to top if I ask to be friends with you girl it's rhetorical, girl it's
Ok, ok, she just called me like, "F*ck are you waiting on?"
Damn I don't know, what are we waiting on
Turn down the reverb and turn up my microphone
Bitch I'm ice cold like the rapper in ride along
Mini don, she my right hand like that Drizzy song
I just need her and a million
And your one friend that look Christina Milian
I know
Yeah, Ok, Ok
She wear crop tops every season she can't help but show that body off like a body off
Mazel tov, you a celebration, inspiration, favorite sensation
Fine like citation, it's a crime baby
I'll let it slide just don't lie to me
You can cry to me, and don't be insecure, girl I love tummy
And don't bring him up, you know I hate buddy
F*ck him anyway, no one gon take you from me
You know you love me (Ok)
Racing like she TayK, you think we were in Tokyo
Bussing like a Ak, you'd think I was in OVO
Hold up baby mayday, I'm coming like the British though
Big forehead, I'm nutting on a mini patio
All your bodies lame, I can't claim 'em as a Eskimo
Make it last forever, we can carry round a mistletoe
Or just disappear, who the f*ck would think of Idaho
Four L, never sell, baby 'till it's adios (Ok, Ok)
Yeah, I feel for you forreal
I'm down if you down, shorty let's make a deal
F*ck all that bullshit, let's go split a pill
Writer: Ashanti Brodie
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