R&B Shit J.I the Prince of N.Y (Ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

[Verse 1: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
Yeah, she got me on some R&B shit
Eyes closed, movin' like I never see shit
Rubbin' on my waves while we fuckin', got you seasick
You know I love it when we fuckin', I be speechless
Cancel appointments just so I can have you waitin' on it
Need you to ride it like you put a down payment on it
'Cause I know he was so wrong to you
And I ain't tryna make no song for you, but you got it
Gotta stop fuckin' on Lena, fell in love with Cristina
Fuck with both of those bitches, but they don't buss it like Nina
Was 'bout to hit up Selena
'Cause you made me wait so long for you
I only keep you company, don't tell your friends you fuckin' me
Harassin' all my bitchеs, tryna make 'em feel uncomfortably
You bring up what I did, but you can't bring up what you done for mе
You should tell me what's so wrong with you

[Chorus: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
And I wish I could freeze time
So we could travel to the past and we can rewind
And I wish I could freeze time
I'ma put a new AP on your wrist for the meantime

[Verse 2: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
Yeah, we could travel to the past, I can fuck you in the twenties
We gon' have rich sex, show you how to make this money
You like bringin' up the past, so I find it kinda funny
I'ma take you back in time so I can teach you how to love me
Oh, and I ain't tryna make it on your blocklist
I'm the one who put you in Dior 'cause you would shoplift
I'm not ashamed to say the love we have is toxic
Just another ghetto love story with a plot twist
We should get attached with no strings for the night
I remember when you used to be my fling for the night
When you wit' him, I pray you don't do those things that I like (Oh-oh)
Yeah, she got me on some R&B shit
Travel to the past just to take you out your cleavage
I could show you how to live life for the weekend
On some freak shit