[Intro: Charlieonnafriday]
Onnafriday yeah!

[Chorus: Charlieonnafriday]
I got one on my phone I could ring in any area code
Boys don't speak my language
Talk to me they need Rosetta stones
She’s blowing my mind but girl sometimes you gotta let it go
She said I'm the only she think bout when she's laying low
You think that you know bout me
She in the city with me, I’ll get you home by three
On that rooftop, nothing that I can't see
My heart is gon' stop, the way you looking at me yeah
I got one on my phone I could ring in any area code
Boys don't speak my language
Talk to me they need Rosetta stones
She's blowing my mind but girl sometimes you gotta let it go
She said I'm the only she think bout when she's laying low (laying low)

[Verse 1: Xavier Weeks]
Yeah lay low (uh-uh, hmm-woah)
Take off
Why these girls with pretty faces act like that got halos?
We all know that they evil, if you let 'em they gon’ take off (oh)
Ima take off huh, she gon’ take it off (woah)
I remember when I was low, now I got all these hoes
And sold out shows, and got new clothes, and I got new flows (oh)
She wanna fuck with us cause we, cause we, cause we got that brand new (brand new)
Aye bought my bitch a bag and it's brand new (new)
Aye took her to the pen issa new view (oh, woah)
And I was in the 6ix, I was playing views (woah)
And I been takin drugs because I choose to (aye)
Girls in the party but I choose you (you)
She gon’ fuck me like a fan cause these bills blue (blue)
And she told me that I'm messy, Ima kill you (why?)
Let him pull up with that Messi that still do
And I asked her does she still love me? she said “she still do“ (why)
But she gon' suck and fuck like she used to (oh my)
Then I took her to Miami, got some new boobs
Back to why I didn't take her to Honolulu
[Post Chorus: Charlieonnafriday]
I got one on my phone I could ring in any area code
Boys don’t speak my language
Talk to me they need Rosetta stones
She's blowing my mind but girl sometimes you gotta let it go
She said I'm the only she think bout when she's laying low (laying low)
You think that you know bout me
She in the city with me, I'll get you home by three
On that rooftop, nothing that I can't see
My heart is gon' stop
The way you looking at me yeah

[Outro: Xavier Weeks]
B4 it's too late
B4 it's too late
B4 it's too late (woah-oh-woah)
I gotta stay alone B4 it's too late
Gotta chase your dreams B4 it's too late (late)
Got no time to waste (No time)
There's only one you, please don't let 'em tell you nothing
I gotta thank God we turned nothing into something
Even when i can't, I gotta keep going
You gotta keep going