[Chorus: BJ the Chicago Kid]
If my girl only knew
That I was trying to get with you
What would she do?
And if my girl only knew
That you was calling me, gettin' fresh with me
What would she do?
She would probably leave me alone
She would probably curse me out, and block me on her phone
She'd probably be glad that I was gone
And now our status is lookin' blurry
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Too hot to hold, too much to refuse
Too much to calculate the next moves
Long nights [?] bottles and Redbulls
Roll up then show off our sex moves
The [?] rules the best rules, for real
So, make your next movе, you best move or chill
Like thе [?]
The business big [?] too
Higher and low, my comments smooth
She like the light blue [?], and the orange too
Uh
[?] with the orange juice
Text a nigga if you falling through
If my girl only knew
That I was trying to get with you
What would she do?
And if my girl only knew
That you was calling me, gettin' fresh with me
What would she do?
She would probably leave me alone
She would probably curse me out, and block me on her phone
She'd probably be glad that I was gone
And now our status is lookin' blurry
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Too hot to hold, too much to refuse
Too much to calculate the next moves
Long nights [?] bottles and Redbulls
Roll up then show off our sex moves
The [?] rules the best rules, for real
So, make your next movе, you best move or chill
Like thе [?]
The business big [?] too
Higher and low, my comments smooth
She like the light blue [?], and the orange too
Uh
[?] with the orange juice
Text a nigga if you falling through
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