Got no time for you and that Tryna tell me what to do Tryna tell me what to do
I got no time for you and that, you tryna tell me what to do I do not be up for some shit but sometimes you just change my mood You tell me that I'm scared of love but baby, I'm just scared to lose I know you know some other guys but I'm the one you should've choosed I had to let go of the past and now my bank account lookin' new And now my bank account lookin' new
'K-'K-'K-Okay, I'm tryna fuck you right under the shade I'm in the field, not catchin' grenades Yeah, yeah I'll leave that to y'all Uh, I'm like, what's it to y'all? Damn, girl, what's it to ya? Tryna take you out to sushi Tryna get you in the new year, ah Hope you respond quickly Foreign, all my engines Bitch, you know you temptin' One of a kind, girl, you a diamond Gave you baby, now you a wifey Got a mountain of drugs, it's my moment of truth I got the Codeine on me, it's my fountain of youth I-I got a pound, gettin' high on the moon Put down your phone, I'm trying to Millions be comin' through cellular transfers I be tryna make time for you
I got no time for you and that, you tryna tell me what to do I do not be up for some shit but sometimes you just change my mood You tell me that I'm scared of love but baby, I'm just scared to lose I know you know some other guys but I'm the one you should've choosed I had to let go of the past and now my bank account lookin' new And now my bank account lookin' new
Compositor: James Haley (Bigbabygucci) ECAD: Obra #41412640