[ Featuring YoMeed! ]
That boy he a goofy, don't know what you see in that
You can stop hitting my phone, I never needed that
Yeah yeah, woah
Late night I'm still sittin with my bae
Nothing ever gonna feel the same
Just staying out the way
I can't even complain
She was never meant for you, you'll be ok
Yeah, I can't let this feeling go away
Don't know how to reach you girl, ima find a way
She only want your fame,
Boy stay in yo lane
I ain't takin handouts lil boy, I'm getting paid
Got Fomo on my brain
Pour four more every day
I ain't got the time to be worried about no lame
Yeah
I ain't wanna switch, so I won't
Fomo on my coat
Four more I might pour
Yeah, Me and Tuf getting to the racks don't need yo hoe
We still stackin bands, while y'all niggas takin loans
Somewhere outer space chillin
Yeah I'm always smoking gas, you'd think I hate feelin
Can't let you in my life cause I hate dealin
She wanna throw it back
Nothing wrong with that, yeah
She wanna split a pack
Told her scoop the wraps, yeah
We getting after that
She wanna spend a rack, yeah
But it's more than that
We got more than that
What's the label for?
We been straight stuntin
With your friends, is he with you or he ain't coming?
She won't stay on go
She wanna stay inside
She gon stay at home
With her Fomo
I just poured four more
So much liquor like you don't know
Girl you don't know yeah, swear you don't know
That boy he a goofy, don't know what you see in that
You can stop hitting my phone, I never needed that
She wanna throw it back
Nothing wrong with that, yeah
She wanna split a pack
Told her scoop the wraps, yeah
We getting after that
She wanna spend a rack, yeah
But it's more than that
We got more than that
