Saint Tailor - c u later Lyrics

In downtown late at night I need my paper
Streets too damn wild can't do no favors
Text you what you on cause you my favorite
If you're still up I'll see you later

Aye It be wicked outside for real
That freak is in you need to bring it outside for real
Been having shit jumping
What you want it's nothing
You hate to see me out late at night
Then be my after party baby
Be my after party
What you on late night girl I need your body
Turnt up
With your bad friends
Oh you're like that for real
Little city girl aye

Westside
Hometown
You're not
From around here
You're a transplant
But you fit in
And I don't think no ones complaining how they looking
Look look
Look look
If you gon pull up alone without any of your friends then you're mine tonight
You know the deal one spark and Imma blow up bitch I'm dynamite
Been waiting on it way too long
In downtown late at night I need my paper
Streets too damn wild can't do no favors
Text you what you on cause you my favorite
If you're still up I'll see you later

I be running through the city I know I've got problems
I know I be turnt up and you be alone and that's not the right outcome
But it's money out there for me
I love you and you adore me think it's worth it
Yea there's money out here for me baby oh
Yea yea yea
Been having shit jumping
What you want it's nothing
You hate to see me out late at night
Then be my after party baby
Be my after party
What you on late night girl I need your body
Turnt up
With your bad friends
Oh you like that for real

What you mean buy me some baby I thought I was the gift
Don't act good around your birthday just to get you some shit
Everything I do is just in like a Timberlake did
Radio Voice , Television face , all God's Grace prayer the hands
Summer come around , bitches flying down , I'll pay for the ticket
I'm just a provider I swear I'm not even tricking
She wanna hear dancehall vibes tell her ass go listen to spend it
She at the after party kissing on a shawty but she not into women okay
Yo niggas telling you stay inside cause the streets ain't safe
That man has had you locked up three years, time to escape
Swiping up on my story telling me I'm living too great
Like I was born after February 28th I'm leaping with faith huh
Saint got the f*ckin club jumping better tell a friend
They said we couldn't do another viral scene we did it again and again
She said she doesn't do 1 night stands , what you call it then?
Cause you were laying on it, now you sitting on it, now you're doing things I don't understand
Me and baby girl out of the deal but to keep the shit real I'll still spin bout her
We all make mistakes it ain't make it or break I'll never be a fed bout her
Wishing on a star then I got a text notif , what's the word