
Wonderful Bryson Tiller (Ft. Future)
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[Intro: Future]
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Future]
Ayy, I am wonderful (Yeah, yeah)
I am wonderful
[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller]
I think I only want it 'cause it's easy
I tell you I‘ll be cool without you and you don't believe me
I only hit your phone 'cause you're freaky
Soon as you talk about love, girl, I retreat, yeah, uh
How much for a flight up out of D.C.? yeah, uh
Doesn't, doesn't matter, come see me, yeah, huh
Can I put the pussy on repeat, yeah, huh
When I hit it, you don't wanna leave me, yeah, huh
Oh, now you know I'm a beast, aw, yeah, huh
Shorty ain't mine, I got her leased, aw, yeah, huh
All that talkin', girl, I gotta see, aw, yeah, huh
She gon' do whatever just for me (Me, me)
She a fiend for that dick, I gotta serve 'em
Can't wait to clock out, leave work for 'em
It's Pen Griffey, can't curve 'em
Took her to Chanel and made a purchase, ayy
She got that tsunami and she slurp this
She talk shit, then she give me lip service
Come through the crib, put some work in
You can skip second shift and first shift
Don't get no feelings from me, I ain't go there (Yeah)
We back on track like a soul win (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Future]
Ayy, I am wonderful (Yeah, yeah)
I am wonderful
[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller]
I think I only want it 'cause it's easy
I tell you I‘ll be cool without you and you don't believe me
I only hit your phone 'cause you're freaky
Soon as you talk about love, girl, I retreat, yeah, uh
How much for a flight up out of D.C.? yeah, uh
Doesn't, doesn't matter, come see me, yeah, huh
Can I put the pussy on repeat, yeah, huh
When I hit it, you don't wanna leave me, yeah, huh
Oh, now you know I'm a beast, aw, yeah, huh
Shorty ain't mine, I got her leased, aw, yeah, huh
All that talkin', girl, I gotta see, aw, yeah, huh
She gon' do whatever just for me (Me, me)
She a fiend for that dick, I gotta serve 'em
Can't wait to clock out, leave work for 'em
It's Pen Griffey, can't curve 'em
Took her to Chanel and made a purchase, ayy
She got that tsunami and she slurp this
She talk shit, then she give me lip service
Come through the crib, put some work in
You can skip second shift and first shift
Don't get no feelings from me, I ain't go there (Yeah)
We back on track like a soul win (Yeah)
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