Yeah, mhm, yup
Yeah, turn the beat up a little bit
Yeah, okay
Two friends and they both tens, lookin' nice, uh
Too bent, I should call it quits but I'm not, uh
No chances, we all dance in the light, uh
Tell me, what's the odds
we can all get a bite? Uh (Uh, okay)
The last time we tried that, it didn't end well
Plus, you never know the story that they friends tell
And off the brown liquor, nigga feel like Denzel
Out in Washington, in the D. C. with a chocolate bitch
Lil' freak bitch get geeked off
erotic shit (So what you do?)
Shot the club up like Stojakovic (Uh, man)
That's that other shit, payin' child
support through the government
Joint custody weekends, you can't touch the kid (Man)
I love this bitch, we gon' travel
and fill up the bucket list
Have 'bout ten kids on the ranch on some southern shit
You mean sucker shit, slave
to the pussy since you discovered it
Ten bands on Chanel purse, that's bad budgetin'
Plus you niggas always together, it's mad smotherin'
You simpin' over bitches
I never thought it would come to this
Why you always mad? I just wanna have fun with it
The winters ain't bad when you cruisin' in the summer with—
Two friends and they both tens, lookin' nice, uh
Too bent, I should call it quits, but I'm not, uh
No chances, we all dance in the light, uh
Tell me, what's the odds we can all get a bite? Uh
Two friends, and they both tens, lookin' nice, uh
Too bent, I should call it quits, but I'm not, uh
No chances, we all dance in the light, uh
Tell me, what's the odds we can all get a bite? (Yeah, uh)
See, I'm not tryna be overbearin' or give you a lecture
I just want you to see this shit
from a different perspective
See, every ho is a dog and every dog has its day
You can't be lovin' on every mutt that be fallin' astray
My nigga, watch what you say, how you blockin' the way?
You just talkin', nothing's comin'
from a logical place (Man)
I'm kickin' knowledge today, you gettin' brolic today
Why you payin' her son tuition? 'Cause I'm his father today
Huh, okay
Two friends and they both tens, lookin' nice, uh
Too bent, I should call it quits but I'm not, uh
No chances, we all dance in the light, uh
Tell me, what's the odds we can all get a bite? Uh
Two friends, and they both tens, lookin' nice, uh
Too bent, I should call it quits, but I'm not, uh
No chances, we all dance in the light, uh
Tell me, what's the odds we can all get a bite? Uh
Compositores: Cordae, Anderson .Paak, J. Cole, Dem Jointz & Gerald Wilson