I don't know bout us

You tryna fuck with a **** but wanna put me on the side though

My nights filled with a whole lot of high notes

I'm in a race for love in different time zones

I'm picking your brain, wanna see you ball I got a feeling you my idol

And I got a good feeling 'bout what you involved with, but I'm hoping that I'm wrong

I done planted the seeds, wanna see it grow

I gotta see the full cycle

And that money done flooded right out of my jeans I can count it with my eyes closed

Every night I will save your life

And every night I will be with you

Every night I still love your face, and dream

Over my solution

Know these **** ain't nothing, I get em gone

Where the drugs, I'm feeling that Cheech and Chong

You's adorable, but I still do you wrong

Fuck an ex like why you ain't movin' on

Get 'em stretched, my ****, go handle it

Stay with that bread and lettuce sandwiches

She bring her bestie, I'mma punish it

Then I'm done with it

Royal Rumble, know they down for the count

I knock the sonic rings out the bitch

You ain't getting mo' money, that's evident

You trying to push up on me, I be hoeing shit Bentley Bentayga, or Bentley Mulsanne ultimatum, but just know that I be flooring shit

Cut the brick up on the table, it ain't have no label, get it off and then I be popping shit

Fuck a school but I got my doctorate

You ain't cool, ****, you the opposite

She gon' drool on my dick, I won't stop the bitch

Good neck on you like a ostrich

I'ma distance myself, like my patna' is

Shout out Jay, know I love you, my evil twin

If it wasn't for you, I'd be done with this

Get them killed thinking shit really licorice

I don't know bout us

You tryna fuck with a **** but wanna put me on the side though

My nights filled with a whole lot of high notes

I'm in a race for love in different time zones

I'm picking your brain, wanna see you ball I got a feeling you my idol

And I got a good feeling 'bout what you involved with, but I'm hoping that I'm wrong

I done planted the seeds, wanna see it grow

I gotta see the full cycle

And that money done flooded right out of my jeans I can count it with my eyes closed

Yeah

What, what

Pick it up and make it all fall down again

We talking business in meetings, I pull up a Benz I love my money, and love my ****, but fuck a friend

Try to trick me out of my spot, never see me again

No acapella but, speaking from somewhere genuine

Love the bitch way too fucking much, had to put her in the wind

Forgot our past and involvement, feel like I'm spider-man

You don't know the real me, so, like what you here for?

Give my love second chances, come see what hittin' for

Barnes & Noble the feds, tryna book my kinfolk

I got it on lockdown, I don't plan on letting go

Do you love me for me or is this stupid shit conditional?

I'll put it in the air with them, with me and you, it's on the floor

We at the wrong destination, let me drive the fucking boat

Drowning cause I can't swim, I can't even stay afloat