Table 42 (feat. Sophi DeLuca) Video (MV)

Baby tell me what's the topic
Tell me bout your fam, and your trips to the tropics
Do you smoke chronic? Partake in the gossip?
Or do you focus on putting money in your wallet
Your skin probably matches your tiles, porcelain
The sun is scorching, you got a fortune
Always in shape, you control your portions
I put her on the door like she want some Morrison
Tell me about your girls, tell me about your friends
Got a black card, tell me how you much you spend
Tell me how you never, go and follow trends
Just like your drink, baby we can just blend
We hit the quad, lay on the grass
Tell me your future, and all of your past
Do you drink fast? How long we gon last?
Eyes on your lips, but I'm staring at that ass
Can you blame me? Babe, can you tame me?
Going out for ice cream, steady give me brain freeze
Do I gotta chance of you calling me baby?
I'm focused, yeah tthe cold wind can't phase me
Tell me bout your life, tell me bout your hometown
You like it fast? Or want me to slow down?
Call you my girl, but you calling me profound
If you wanna leave, oh God I'm so down

Out for coffee, and you looking so elegant
The way you sip your drink is so delicate
I'll take you places, I know you never been
Keep on going baby, talking for the hell of it

Here's a little bout me
Only 19, and the dream so free
Really not sure who I am, who I be
But I want enough money, I can live by the sea
I'm from a city that's across the lake
Move out here, that's all it takes
Feel like I waste time if I'm not awake
Write songs about life when I need a break like right now
And I feel like a novice
All my friends moved away across the province
Now I'm in the city and I'm making progress
I knew this shit will happen, I just trust the process
Yeah I gotta focus on that shit
Cause to you, I'm only as good as my last shit
Dorm room vibes, focusing on my passions
Cause girls come and go like fashion
I moved away, just to do me
And every night feels like I made a movie
Being in the city, might have made my mood deep
But let me be positive, let the truth bleed
And every girl I meet, well I think they right one
Everybody got a soul mate, I'm trying to find one
If I graduate single, probably think my times up
You're only 19, chill you got time son
I know, but I'm always searching
For the next girl, she ain't gotta be perfect
She's right for me, not any other person
Could spend my time looking but I'm writing these verses
Put them to a song, all facts, no lies
For those long 5th Avenue summer drives
Wake up with a message as the lipstick dries
Come and meet me at 9:05

Out for coffee, and you looking so elegant
The way you sip your drink is so delicate
I'll take you places, I know you never been
Keep on going baby, talking for the hell of it
People looking our way, we don't mind it
She brought the cheque out, but I won't sign it
I'll get another one, if I'm in the mood
At this private conversation, we got a table for 2