[Intro: Chris Brown, J. Cole]
(You good, T-Minus?)
When I try to walk away, it's like I ain't try
When I try to walk away, seems like I ain't try (Oh, na-na-na-na)
Seems like I ain't try (Ain't even try, oh, man)
You made me do it a thousand times
Yeah, you done me (Oh)
[Verse 1: Young Thug, Young Thug & Chris Brown, Chris Brown]
Lovin' can hurt, but you patch up, baby (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Call me walkie-talkie, patched up, baby (Oh-oh)
I wanna know is he flirtin' you back up, baby? (I wanna know is he flirtin' you back up?)
Oh, slimy down in 7 Up, baby (Oh, oh, oh)
If everything about you is a lie
Then I just wanna be disguised, oh
And if what they said was true and you was lyin'
Darlin', didn't I tell you that I'm in love with speakers now? (Woah, woah)
Stay away from no one, know I need privacy, yeah
Didn't your mama teach you way back in the day not to try and play hide and seek? Yeah (Oh)
Gettin' bread for the long, now niggas tell you how to make a mil' in a week, yeah (Oh-oh-oh)
Real rockstars, I can show you how to get higher than me, yeah (Oh)
Spent a half a mil', on God, oh, yeah, yeah (Oh-oh)
She's Sativa and she got a head full of hair, eyes blend with the sea, yeah
I'll never talk bad about her, I'd rather pray with her on my knees, yeah (Oh)
Upgrade her dental, on GP, it cost a bird
Watch her constantly tell me she don't need it (Baby, I'ma get it)
(You good, T-Minus?)
When I try to walk away, it's like I ain't try
When I try to walk away, seems like I ain't try (Oh, na-na-na-na)
Seems like I ain't try (Ain't even try, oh, man)
You made me do it a thousand times
Yeah, you done me (Oh)
[Verse 1: Young Thug, Young Thug & Chris Brown, Chris Brown]
Lovin' can hurt, but you patch up, baby (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Call me walkie-talkie, patched up, baby (Oh-oh)
I wanna know is he flirtin' you back up, baby? (I wanna know is he flirtin' you back up?)
Oh, slimy down in 7 Up, baby (Oh, oh, oh)
If everything about you is a lie
Then I just wanna be disguised, oh
And if what they said was true and you was lyin'
Darlin', didn't I tell you that I'm in love with speakers now? (Woah, woah)
Stay away from no one, know I need privacy, yeah
Didn't your mama teach you way back in the day not to try and play hide and seek? Yeah (Oh)
Gettin' bread for the long, now niggas tell you how to make a mil' in a week, yeah (Oh-oh-oh)
Real rockstars, I can show you how to get higher than me, yeah (Oh)
Spent a half a mil', on God, oh, yeah, yeah (Oh-oh)
She's Sativa and she got a head full of hair, eyes blend with the sea, yeah
I'll never talk bad about her, I'd rather pray with her on my knees, yeah (Oh)
Upgrade her dental, on GP, it cost a bird
Watch her constantly tell me she don't need it (Baby, I'ma get it)
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