I been outside with them killers.

Or maybe outside with them robbers.

You wanna talk about feelings, but you just been playing imposter.

Rolling a three point five in a spliff,

Shit, I feel like a Rasta.

Don’t tell me no lies, is you out or you in, cause I’m trynna see what the time is.

You ask me if I’m going to missing,

Baby, you know that Im grinding.

Can’t worry about these other bitches,

You know that you’re pretty and fun.

I’m trying to see what you on.

You know we could talk, wondering where did I find you.

Don’t gotta talk bout the past, moving to fast, leaving it all right behind you.

Im loving the way that you looking,

Wondering is it for me.

Wake out my bed and you cooking.

She love when I’m breaking her spleen.

We don’t gotta talk about feelings to much, cause it would just ruin the scene.

You know when I’m talking I’m saying it loud, you don’t really know what I mean.

(huh, huh how can you do it to me) x3

(how can you do it to me) x2

I never said what’s the problem, and dont really don’t care for the nonsense.

Come chill and you know we could vibe, I don’t really care who dem guys is.

They say when you put in the work, you gone really get what you finding.

I’m trynna see what the timing was, cause I’m missing your body.

I never knew what’s the plan, huh woah.

When we fucking she holding my hand, huhh woah.

We dont gotta talk on the gram, cause im knowing what you about, so show me lil baby just work it, don’t care if we fuck on the couch.

I been outside with them killers.

Or maybe outside wid dem robbers.

You wanna talk about feelings, but you just been playing imposter.

Rolling a three point five inna spliff shit I feel like a Rasta

 

Don’t tell me no lies, is you out or you in, cause I’m trynna see what the time is.