Lovey Dovey

Yeah, your screen time like me on Friday nights, girl Yeah, yeah, it's way too high Yeah, I'm way too high Yeah, look, why the fuck you on the phone while we at dinner, bae Is there something that you texting you can't wait to say If that's the case, girl, I'll leave the check for you, go text away Yeah, you know how I get, yeah, that shit won't slide with me Scrolling on the gram, ain't spending time with me Texting all your besties, oh, you trying me Ayy, that ain't really spending time with me Ayy, that ain't really spending Yeah, I took your ass to St. John and St. Croix I do this shit too much, girl, you know I'm busy island hopping If my roster getting full, then you the one I'm dropping Fuck you and your mama at the hoes that's always eavesdropping Ayy, two fingers up, give a fuck how they feeling From the money in the bank, you would've thought that I've been stealing There ain't much to this shit, it's the hits I've been dealing Ayy, it's the hits I've been Yeah, shawty too slick, she been sliming up who Sliming up you Sliming up you Oh, you love the way you look with some red lipstick Love the way you look when them tight jeans fit Ayy, yeah, we both know Yeah, we both know what they saying about the kid, girl Why you talking about some stupid shit? Let's fuck, girl I ain't frontin', bae, always keep a buck I been eyeing me and shawty, I'm too busy, that's my luck I'ma fly out first class, put lil' mami front row To sing to her the whole show Cause that's all I know Cause that's all I know Yeah, cause that's all I know I know what you know, but you like keeping secrets I like late night drinking on some beaches I like lingerie and all the different pieces I like fucking hoes and leaving bitches speechless Ooh, yeah, I'm heating up, come and show me love Two shots in the cup, fuck, I'm leaning off some wavy shit Foreign girl, talking about some lovey-dovey other shit But I keep a hush, you know I'm on some other shit Yeah, you know how I get, yeah, that shit won't slide with me Scrolling on the gram, ain't spending time with me Texting all your besties, oh, you trying me That ain't really spending time with me That ain't really spending