Zay Quarter - Come Thru Lyrics

I just wanna know
What is cool baby
Can we go meet up
In the room baby
Tell me what is up
With ya mood baby
Is you tryna fuck
Up my view baby
Tell me what is up
With your boo baby
He is not enough
For you baby
Needa go give up
And improve baby
Just hit me up
And ima come thru baby

You just wanna know
Why im smooth lately
I been on the road
I been wylin With my crew lately
I done seen the doves but that flocking shit ain't cool baby
I do not need love but i probably need u baby
You gotta see
That I might have these hoes
But never do I show them
Any attention
Cuz bitches be switching
And flipping positions
They say that you with em
But they never with it
You can't tell a secret
Cuz they never keep it
I swear they be snitching
Out all of the business
I seen you see me
And I know exactly what you think
But I'm not like these
Dumb guys tryna get up in ya jeans baby
I just wanna know
So tell me whats the move baby
I been on the low
I been cookin in the stu baby
I done dropped like 4
Fucking G's on my jeans baby
This is not Dior
In a fleece new Hermes baby
Don't be a teaser
I needa visa
Hop on a jet just to
See Mona Lisa
There ain't a dude who can fit in my sneakers
Making these plays that you watch from the bleacher
Get so much love never doubt from my teachers
I see my peers I know that they believing
I'ma blow up never reachin my ceiling
I get so high on it hooked to a feeling
Now thats enough
I'm here for you baby
Get up in the front
Vroom vroom baby
You know I would bust
Just for you baby
Tell me, can we fuck
Before I get too faded

I just wanna know
What is cool baby
Can we go meet up
In the room baby
Tell me what is up
With ya mood baby
Is you tryna fuck
Up my view baby
Tell me what is up
With your boo baby
Is he not enough
For you baby
Needa go give up
And improve baby
Just hit me up
And I'ma come thru baby

I'ma come thru
Got you wetter than a pool
Dasani your Majin Bu
Got property out in Tuscaloosa
And up in New York
Baby I've been burnin up these papers
Like the new port
Yeah yeah
Know you probably
Know that I got options
Don't be wish washy
When you say you got me
I got homies plotting
Out there
Folding on me
Like its oragami
Check the watch man
Its perfect timing
Boutta break the rules like
The purge arriving
Im the first arrival
He the first denial
This a perfect trial
Ease ya mind baby
You know he a lame
Lemme go and get whats mine baby
Girl you look good in them luves
Love when u wearin them hoops
I dont got nothin to lose
So deliver me good news

I just wanna know
What is cool baby
Can we go meet up
In the room baby
Tell me what is up
With ya mood baby
Is you tryna fuck
Up my view baby
Tell me what is up
With your boo baby
Is he not enough
For you baby
Needa go give up
And improve baby
Just hit me up
And I'ma come thru baby