Be Your Nigga Tre’ Amani (Ft. Brent Faiyaz)

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
I wanna know more about you (Uh, it is what it is)
Let me hit your line, treat you right (Uh-uh)
And I don't wanna sweat you
Let me be your nigga, baby

[Verse 1: Tre'Amani]
Uh, look, ever since I could remember, bitches trippin'
Ridin' 'round town askin' 'round at who I'm bickin'
I need something different, a lady with a mission (Oh-oh-ohh)
Ready for that paper, never steady bitchin'
Hold me when I cry, always there to listen
Respect my decisions, said it's fine, I'm living
Fuck me in my room then we movin' to the kitchen (Oh-oh-oh, yeah yeah yeah)
Just to heat it up, I beat it up and leave you drippin'
Mop it up and sop it up, my tongue be gettin' to lickin'
You been poppin' pills so you know a nigga feel it
You sick of main drugs, you wanna be my Whitney
Houston got a problem every time we in the city
Sippin' on that Lena, ridin' in that beamer
On some Babel shit, Brad, be my Angelina
Now tell me, have you seen her? Tell her come and get me
We can't have the world, we can split it fifty-fifty
Now tell me is you wit' me

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
I wanna know (Wanna know, about you) more about you
Let me hit your line, treat you right
And I don't wanna sweat you (I don't wanna sweat you)
Let me be your nigga, baby (Oh-oh-ohh)