Yeah, shorty came up and asked me to sign her notes on her iPhone
She say, she got me on replay all on her drive home
Before she left, she had me sing her one of my songs
I gave her chills in the heat, I see her thighs
Oh my, goosebumps rise
Another pretty bitch, that stay down for the ride
And she natural, she said, "You have to blow"
I-I-I-I know that you know
Soon as she turned around, I had to say, "Hold up"
You know the words to, "let me down", you more than a fan, you a Solja
Not only that, I really like that you is older
She know more than half of my stories, but I don't know her
Yeah, I don't know nobody but myself, unless you blood
But, if I'm to care, it's only what you is, fuck what you was
All I- All I know is, what you is right now is starstruck
You could bump that unreleased while on the way to Starbucks
I'm tempted to simp over a fan
She talkin' like she not datin' a man
But ya man is a fan too
He wanna work? He might gotta let me smash you
Shorty came up and asked me to sign her notes on her iPhone
She say, she got me on replay all on her drive home
Before she left, she had me sing her one of my songs
I gave her chills in the heat, I see her thighs
Oh my, goosebumps rise
Another pretty bitch, that stay down for the ride
And she natural, she said, "You have to blow"
I-I-I-I know that you know
She know I'm a goat, and I know she a ho
Tell me why the story different, every time you hit my phone
You fucked up way too many times, but I still call you my ho
And it's crazy, oh girl, you crazy
Oh, how the time changed
But we'll still do it my way
Girl, are you gonna wait on me (Wait on me)
Girl, are you gonna tell me what you really need?
'Cause I'ma tell you what you wanna see
I-I-I-I was in my Miami, tryna get you out my mind
I was in a Camry, fuckin' on another bitch I met online
I was overthinkin' about you the whole time
I was really thinkin' I loved you
I was really thinkin' I wanted you
Girl, I keep it simple
This chopper pop him like a pimple
The money, it be triple
That them dudes makin' you fuckin' with
Girl, you know that I ain't no jit
Girl, you know that I keep a stick
Girl, I'm tryna make you my bitch (Uh, uh)
Shorty came up and asked me to sign her notes on her iPhone
She say, she got me on replay all on her drive home
Before she left, she had me sing her one of my songs
I gave her chills in the heat, I see her thighs
Oh my, goosebumps rise
Another pretty bitch, that stay down for the ride
And she natural, she said, "You have to blow"
I-I-I-I know that you know