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Young Chop on the beat Ooh, oh, oh, oh She's gonna get, ooh, ooh My night runs into mornin', all the time And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line Off that drink it's hard to focus (Focus) Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless We can make arrangements though (Arrangements though) And if you down, down, who knows? I might just do you like me love it, yeah Or make you my numero uno She don't allow herself To miss nobody else I've had days where I was dolo (Where I was dolo) But I never caught a bad case of FOMO (Don't miss out) Don't talk to me about your previous You know I'm that times two Penthouse jumpin' from the front to back room Girls goin' wild, showin' off new tattoos My night runs into mornin', all the time And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line Off the drink it's hard to focus Seems like I am always chosen by romantics that are hopeless We can make arrangements though And if you down, down, who knows? I might just do you like me love it, yeah Or make you my numero uno We get aggressive (We get aggressive) You be undressin' (You be undressin') Making a mess and (Making a mess and) Cleanin' it up when we done I got a serious question (Serious question) Do you like sex? If you thinkin' yes Then I'm tryna test you (I'm tryna test you) Say young Khalifa, the best But I got money to get (I got money to get) I gotta hop on a jet (I gotta hop on a jet) Probably don't call, I'ma text (Probably don't call, I'ma text) Hop in my car, it get wet (Hop in my car, it get wet) I'm getting all of my checks (I'm getting all of my checks) I'm winning all of my bets (I'm winning all of my bets) No, I ain't lettin' you down Baby, I'm giving a hundred percent My night runs into mornin', all the time (All the time) And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line Off the drink it's hard to focus (Focus) Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless We can make arrangements though (Arrangements though) And if you down, down, who knows? I might just do you like me love it, yeah Or make you my numero uno I can't keep my mind off you I can't keep my mind off you I can't keep my mind off you My night runs into mornin', all the time (All the time) And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line Off the drink it's hard to focus (Focus) Seems like I am always chosen by romantics that are hopeless We can make arrangements though (Arrangements though) And if you down, down, who knows? I might just do you like me love it, yeah Or make you my numero uno
Writer(s): Tyree Lamar Pittman, Composer Author Unknown, Charles Phelps Jr Barnett, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Marcus Spruiell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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