Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RARE Sound
RARE Sound
Performer
Jaylii
Jaylii
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylii
Jaylii
Songwriter
Kristopher Campbell
Kristopher Campbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J-RoD
J-RoD
Producer

Lyrics

(One, two, three) Ay, yeah It's a quarter-past two, baby what you wanna do? Say you wanna crash with me You the baddest in the club, all the ballers show you love Had you gassed up, never on it I still own it, you say own it, yeah Bullshit you not on it now 'Cause these niggas they don't want it now Ay, tell me why you not on me Acting like we not horny I text you, don't ignore me Instagram scrolling, so boring I just wanna see you in the morning I want you to keep me company I don't Facetime, want it in front of me You so low-key but you up with me I give your friend but you still stuck with me My ex told you, "Good luck with me" She just mad 'cause you fuck with me She'll never get another chance to fuck on me So, better act like you the one, yeah Act like you know you in front, yeah You got that spark just like my plug, yeah You a joint let it flaunt It's a quarter-past two, baby what you wanna do? Say you wanna crash with me You the baddest in the club, all the ballers show you love Had you gassed up, never on it I still own it, you say own it, yeah Bullshit you not on it now 'Cause these niggas they don't want it now July forth the way them dollars light up I see them boys poppin' shit but they ain't nothing like us Shawty said she want the Gucci not the Fashion Nova Balmain's pockets swole like Casanova, say dat Tell me when's the last time your man made you feel special And I ain't tryna say that it's ayt, but I can put this dick right in your thighs Top floor have you breathing heavy on the glass You know we only got the night so let's make it last I keep some bars for a bitch, feel like Alcatraz Now the pussy on flood, I just wanna splash I just wanna write my name and then sign it with a kiss Baby ass phat, pussy tighter than a fist Oh you want steak, I like eggs, I like grits Shawty said she like Camp but she love Kris Was happenin' It's a quarter-past two, baby what you wanna do? Say you wanna crash with me You the baddest in the club, all the ballers show you love Had you gassed up, never on it I still own it, you say own it, yeah Bullshit you not on it now 'Cause these niggas they don't want it now
Writer(s): Noah Sadiq Armstead, Jalissa Caine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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