Lyrics
What's up with ya
Sick of messin' with these lame guys
Go figure, they pull the trigger for the hype
Now I'm tryna clear my mind
Tryna catch a vibe
Wanna see what you've been on
Got a new link on the phone
Don't tell him I've got options
'Cause he'll probably fold
I'm out by the mornin', too busy to be waitin' on you
Oh, take a ride to the unknown
I could say I'll hit you back, but I probably won't
Just get that head and that paper
Too busy to be waitin' on you
Boy, you lookin' silly now
Actin' like you weren't just a call out
I gave you the time you were beggin' for
Please fall back in line
I'm booked and busy in the city
Got a show at nine
On the grind, preoccupied
I can squeeze you in at five
I'm a hot bitch, sugar tits, enter at your own risk
Think I'll hit you back, but no the fuck I won't, bitch
Don't take it personal
Just wanna get close to you
Tomorrow I've got to go
But for tonight
Wanna see what you've been on
Got a new link on the phone
Don't tell him I've got options
'Cause he'll probably fold
I'm out by the mornin', too busy to be waitin' on you
Oh, take a ride to the unknown
I could say I'll hit you back, but I probably won't
Just get that head and that paper
Too busy to be waitin' on you
Writer(s): Jacob Turier, Alliyah Fareo, Jade Nwokedi
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