[Intro] Yo yo yo whats up, its ya boy Futuristic. I am in New York city, about to do this Dont remix at this Air bnb. Sheesh! [Verse 1] Yo, why you give that man attention, he aint even worthy He a player, somebody go find his ass a jersey You can uber to my place, you aint even gotta stay till the sun up I can drop you off a lil early I know he tripping, girl he better stop I can give you everything that you aint never got All them texts, they been ending in emojis You been winking at me so much, Ima change your name to Fetty Wap Come over, get to grinding like you Tony Hawk You know this aint my only spot So leave him, I can fly you there Have you in the nicest pair Everything designer there Ignore your phone, he blow you up Oh well to me [?] I would care Yo, I think I know what you might need You should do the right thing like Spike Lee Tell him why you gotta act like that, Tyrese Then let me put it in deep, IV Dont waste time, with me its a great time For you I would make time, hate the fact you aint mine Grab you on your waistline Ima score like Jordan going baseline With me you can loose yourself, 8 mile Aint no debate, I know that you dont want to stay You running the triangle offense, and I dont want to play Honestly, I dont got no time for another lay He gon want you back, just tell him save that for another day
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