[Chorus: Masego]
See you met me
At the right time
I got a lot of girls calling on my line
So don‘t hang up
No, not tonight
Just pretend I know your zodiac sign
You gon‘ love me like an Aries
We gon‘ cut like a Scorpio
No, no, no don‘t you dare me
Ain‘t no telling where your bra might go
I don‘t do love, it scares me
But how you got me, I do not know
How you got me, I do not know
How you got me, I do not know
[Verse 1: Khary]
We gon‘ party with your rich friends
Drink from the flask that you sneak in
I like girls with tattoos and wheat Timbs
But your nigga mad weak like Wheat Thins
I‘m not tryna go off in the deep end
We‘ll I‘m tryna get off in your deep end
I‘m at the club going up on a Tuesday
So, who am I to judge you for your weekends?
She got daddy issues, he doing time upstate
‘Cause he used to move weight, had keys on a freight
She telling me her life story, I‘m just tryna fuck
But I gotta listen through all his mistakes
Insecurities infused with confidence
You turn niggas down like condiments
I know your breath smell good from all the compliments
Japanese Cherry Blossom, that‘s a common scent
But, you don‘t wear that shit
You don‘t wear that shit
Designer fragrances
Chanel in your Tumblr pics
Whatever makes you rich
Is, worth it in life
You're not vain, you just wanna live it nice
‘Cause you living in the city where you gotta pay the price
And your mother always calls to make sure you got a knife
Gotta a Henny bottle
And my roommate‘s weed
I got no problem getting high alone
I was just hoping you could roll it up
‘Cause my Js always end up lopsided ‘n‘ shit
Dot dash dot
All divided ‘n‘ shit
When we could be close like water and a bridge
Rubbing both hands through my hair I don‘t pick
But your body language miss guided the dick
See you met me
At the right time
I got a lot of girls calling on my line
So don‘t hang up
No, not tonight
Just pretend I know your zodiac sign
You gon‘ love me like an Aries
We gon‘ cut like a Scorpio
No, no, no don‘t you dare me
Ain‘t no telling where your bra might go
I don‘t do love, it scares me
But how you got me, I do not know
How you got me, I do not know
How you got me, I do not know
[Verse 1: Khary]
We gon‘ party with your rich friends
Drink from the flask that you sneak in
I like girls with tattoos and wheat Timbs
But your nigga mad weak like Wheat Thins
I‘m not tryna go off in the deep end
We‘ll I‘m tryna get off in your deep end
I‘m at the club going up on a Tuesday
So, who am I to judge you for your weekends?
She got daddy issues, he doing time upstate
‘Cause he used to move weight, had keys on a freight
She telling me her life story, I‘m just tryna fuck
But I gotta listen through all his mistakes
Insecurities infused with confidence
You turn niggas down like condiments
I know your breath smell good from all the compliments
Japanese Cherry Blossom, that‘s a common scent
But, you don‘t wear that shit
You don‘t wear that shit
Designer fragrances
Chanel in your Tumblr pics
Whatever makes you rich
Is, worth it in life
You're not vain, you just wanna live it nice
‘Cause you living in the city where you gotta pay the price
And your mother always calls to make sure you got a knife
Gotta a Henny bottle
And my roommate‘s weed
I got no problem getting high alone
I was just hoping you could roll it up
‘Cause my Js always end up lopsided ‘n‘ shit
Dot dash dot
All divided ‘n‘ shit
When we could be close like water and a bridge
Rubbing both hands through my hair I don‘t pick
But your body language miss guided the dick
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