Bitch I’m having too much fun

I’m too in the moment to know what we’ve just done

I go on a run then I wait ‘til the bus comes

She knows I’m a bum and I can’t get enough buns

Can leave with any single one of ‘em, I just couldn’t trust none

I don’t got no money, I don’t got a trust fund

This ain’t what you’re used to but you’ll get accustomed

I’ll come to the wedding, I don’t need a plus 1

Nah hun, it’s just 1

Just Sum, checking in

You must need a hug because you got enough guns

I can’t be a thug ‘cause I’m having too much fun

I’m running it up ‘til I get all this stuff done

So somebody tell ‘em I’m coming

1 sum, man I’m checking in

I’m under the influence, let me make this clear

Ain’t nothing they’re doing that’s fucking with this here

Come from the Woo and the kid’s got some Ric Flair

I swear there’s something unusual with him, the shit’s rare

I don’t want the spotlight but I’ll get the spot lit

I’m keeping my distance from everything toxic

Keep putting me on ima get in my pocket

Did whatever you wanted but stop it cause I couldn’t stop

Bitch I’m having too much fun

I’m too in the moment to know what we’ve just done

I go on a run then I wait ‘til the bus comes

She knows I’m a bum and I can’t get enough buns

Can leave with any single one of ‘em, I just couldn’t trust none

I don’t got no money, I don’t got a trust fund

This ain’t what you’re used to but you’ll get accustomed

I’ll come to the wedding, I don’t need a plus 1

Nah hun, just 1, it’s

Just Sum, checking in

Let’s keep it a hundred, I don’t want no plus 1

I know that you love it but this is just lust, hun

I’m running it up ‘til I get all this stuff done

So somebody tell ‘em I’m coming

1 sum, man I’m checking in

I’m under the influence, hugging a clear drink

She called me a stud, it was hoops in her earrings

Was asking them what, now I’m used to them staring

‘Cause I’m sharing something that’s beautiful, this is a rare thing

Thank God for the little that I did a lot with

They ain’t even talking unless I’m the topic

I’m ready for launch, Ima get in my rocket ship

With nobody on it to stop it and I couldn’t stop

Bitch I’m having too much fun

I’m too in the moment to know what we’ve just done

I go on a run then I wait ‘til the bus comes

She knows I’m a bum and I can’t get enough buns

Can leave with any single one of ‘em, I just couldn’t trust none

I don’t got no money, I don’t got a trust fund

This ain’t what you’re used to but you’ll get accustomed

I’ll come to the wedding, I don’t need a plus 1

Nah hun, it’s just 1

Just Sum, checking in