What We On
Lyrics
(Hit-Boy)
Listen, baby
I don't need you
And you don't need me
So what's fucking with each other?
Dreaming
That shit dreaming, you know
Ayy, different strokes for different folks, I ain't gon' treat you like you basic
I ain't rushing you to fuck me, like a doctor, I got patience
Let me pick your brain, get to know your heart, I ain't gon' break it
Let me meet a few of your friends so they could say what you ain't saying
Say what you want and I'm making it happen, you know that it's nothing (know that it's nothing)
You hug me tight, that ass poking, you know I'ma cuff it (know I'ma grab it)
You got baggage, I'ma accept it, you know I ain't running (going nowhere)
I love your looks, I wonder how you look when you cumming (whoa, whoa)
I love your tone, can't wait to hear you moan (ooh)
Welcome to my home, this all me, baby, I'm grown (me)
I ain't tryna buy your love but I'll get you what you want
I ain't got no time to waste, you don't either, what we on?
Ayy, yeah, I'm heartless, but I got a heart, baby, I got a big one (I got a big one)
And I ain't got no girl yet 'cause I know how to pick 'em (know what I need)
Probably was waiting on you, you landing at three, I'll be there at two
You like to eat, I'll have you some food, we can do whatever, what you wanna do? (Whatever)
Have my front, I got your back, I ain't just talking, I'ma prove it (nah)
You ain't never felt your heart drop, I'ma be the one that do it (yep)
Get this gun in your name, I'ma be the one that shoot it
I appreciate your last nigga, he the one that blew it
Oh shit, it say poor connection, bae
Connect to the Wi-Fi or something
Alright, bet, there you go
What was I saying?
Oh, yeah (ayy, ayy)
Say you wanna pull up on me, I got 1942
Say my car too fast to drink and drive, I got a driver, we cool
Don't say cousin, bae, say relative (for real)
My niggas into some gang shit and they sensitive (yeah)
Just never lie or be sneaky, that shit a deal breaker (deal breaker)
Swear I used to be a player, now I'm a playmaker (I'm a playmaker)
Done spent so much time with you that you talk like me
Start up a business, give you the game until you ball like me, yeah
I done got nothing to hide, see my pics, hop in my live
My old hoes is tuning in, make sure to wave and tell 'em, "Hi"
Twin flame, twin Rollies, I'm so thankful for your time
Your old nigga had you trapped, I'm so glad you made it out
Yeah, I got a million miles, we could island hop it out (for real)
Take you to the Amazon that don't deliver to your house
They hit up your phone, you ignoring your phone, you know what they 'bout, uh
You like how I feel, you know that this real, you ain't gotta doubt, uh
How I'm supposed to tell you no for real if you gon' ask like that?
You like opposite of what I like so we attract like that (on God)
I ain't know you had that secret body on strap like that
R.I.P. your last nigga 'cause he in your past like that
Yeah
R.I.P. all those fuck niggas, feel me?
Ayy, different strokes for different folks, I ain't gon' treat you like you basic
I ain't rushing you to fuck me, like a doctor, I got patience
Let me pick your brain, get to know your heart, I ain't gon' break it
Let me meet a few of your friends so they could say what you ain't saying
Say what you want and I'm making it happen, you know that it's nothing (know that it's nothing)
You hug me tight, that ass poking, you know I'ma cuff it (know I'ma grab it)
You got baggage, I'ma accept it, you know I ain't running (going nowhere)
I love your looks, I wonder how you look when you cumming (whoa, whoa)
I love your tone, can't wait to hear you moan
Welcome to my home, that's all me, baby, I'm grown
I ain't tryna buy your love but I'll get you what you want
I ain't got no time to waste, you don't either, what we on?
Writer(s): Terry Sanchez Wallace, Sean Michael Leonard Anderson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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