Why you gotta be so choosy
Rude boy
Are you tryna glance my way, my way
Sip a lot
Now I’m buzzed
Kinda crude with my thoughts
I could fuck you till the sun come up

Put my trust in you for the final time
No doubt i’m a star and my shine’ll shine
Told her i’m down i could dine all night
Ready for a feast in the sheets alright
This is serendipity
She told me she was sick of me
Hit her with the one two step
Now we history
Your demure demeanor do tickle me
Moments never last so you should take a picture, b
Sim-p-ly put
I never like labels
The stories you tell are sorta like fables
Put it all on the table
If you’re willing, I’m able
You know sativa’s a staple
I gotta get my mind right
I’m not always this hateful
I’m not always this hateful