[ Featuring Don Toliver ]
Yeah
I'm in your city, baby, FaceTime, yeah
And she can barely feel her face now, yeah
She like me f*ckin' with my chains on
She for this life, better stay now, oh
These days I'm steppin' how I want now, yeah
Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton now, yeah
Whip 'round these Maybachs and this G-class, yeah
Baby, I'm better off alone now
And it's four o'clock in the morning
And she up in the club, and she keep throwin' on
I can't love you, baby, so don't worry
Yeah, you know I seen this shit before, so baby, don't worry
I get it, baby, it's a story
Never know what you ride me in 'cause I can never come late
I get it, baby, it's a story
Yeah, I know, yeah, I know, yeah, I know
I've been up, upside down for a minute
Since you've been out at my house, you've been spittin'
Slide down your block with M16 and Glocks
I seen your bed, it was- (let's get it)
Let it out, let it in the streets
Don't tell nobody that you're holdin' my heat
Don't tell nobody, just keep it low-key
(I've been swimmin' in your shiny deep)
And it's four o'clock in the morning
And she up in the club, and she keep throwin' on
I can't love you, baby, so don't worry
Yeah, you know I seen this shit before, so baby, don't worry
I get it, baby, it's a story
Never know what you ride me in 'cause I can never come late
I get it, baby, it's a story
Yeah, I know, yeah, I know, yeah, I know
