F4U
Bryson Tiller
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Said I think of you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you (He's heatin' up) Yeah You know, they say it's always gon' be a badder bitch For some reason, that don't apply to you I can't even lie to you, these bitches are bad, but just not as fine as you They lookin' at me like, "How come I'm not outside with you?" They lookin' at me like, "Who gon' make this nigga fold?" Walkin' all in my line of sight, tryna find out who I'ma like Let me show it to you, let me hit her phone Baby, hoes in here doin' pick and rolls I know I said I was out with the bros But I need you to go put different clothes on (come outside) I don't know the difference between swizz and provolone But I know the difference between my bitch and these hoes She got a nigga cheesin' Not for any reason other than She borderline comedian Stay on her lane while these bitches drive on the median (damn) Like it's 2012, I'm swervin' this ho, and I mean it (swerve) I'm showin' no mercy to hoes and I mean it It's only you in this red Lamborghini I feel like Bruce Wayne but I need a Selina Done with that bag? Man, you happy to see it Just give me that cat and I'm happy to eat it I'm mad that you teasin' These bitches, they lack what I need Let's keep it a rack, they not half of what she is I swear, won't be no mackin' for me And, I swear, won't be no casual tees And, I swear, she a killer if he in the middle and move to the right She still the center, my truest delight I cannot be sleazy, provin' 'em right, nah, huh Better know I ain't comin' here to go back and forth with no stare-downs, baby 'Cause (and I think of you) Am I right to suggest you are like eight or nine? Different hairstyles, baby (and I think of you) Whether it's braided now, or hair down, maybe, or curly or straight You switch it up year-round Two-strand twist, it ain't fair now, baby (chill) Hahaha Nah, for real, you gotta chill (Know you look good in everything you put on) Chill out, you got all these bitches mad in here (I'm fiendin' for) But, I only got you, so it don't even matter for real (I don't see these hoes, I see you) Believe that (for real, huh)
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Written by: Bryson Tiller, Donald Degrate, Ernest Brown III, Roger, Terry Troutman
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