Ar’mon & Trey
Bryson Tiller - Don’t / Exchange |Tory Lanez - Say It |Party Next Door - Come And See Me
[Verse 1: Trey] [Exchange - Bryson Tiller]
This what happen when I think 'bout you
I get in my feelings, yeah
I start reminiscing, yeah
Next time around, man, I want it to be different, yeah
Waiting on a sign, guess it's time for a different prayer
[Verse 2: Armon - Don't - Bryson Tiller]
'Cause lately you say he been killin' the vibe
Gotta be sick of this guy
Pull up, skrr, get in the ride
Left hand is steerin' the other is grippin' your thigh
Light up a spliff and get high
Shawty, you deserve what you've been missin'
Lookin' at you I'm thinkin' he must be trippin'
Play this song with him
[Breakdown: Ar'mon & (Trey)]
[Selfish- PnB Rock]
(I want you all to myself)
You don't need nobody else
I want you all to myself
I want you all to my-
[Verse 3: Armon & Trey] [Pre-Hook from Say It-
Tory Lanez]
'Cause you gon' have to do more than just (say it)
You gon' have to do less when you (do it)
Lil mama you know I (show it)
Always want you to (prove it)
You gon' have to do more than just (say it)
You gon' have to do less when you (do it)
Lil mama you know I (show it)
Always want you to (prove it)
[Verse 4: Ar'mon & Trey (Armon)] [Drakes Verse
From Come and See Me- PND]
(Why you gotta start, girl, why you gotta start?
I know we make time for the things that we want
I know you got another n***a tryna play the part
(Just 'cause he got a heart don't mean he got heart)
[Verse 5: Ar'mon and Trey]
(For Free - Drake)
Cause you got attitude on na-na
But you know I'm agua
Stomach on flat flat
Ass on what's that
And yeah I need it all right now
Last year I had drama baby not right now
I never gon' chat what we talking' about
You the only one I know that could fit it all in your mouth
[Verse 6: Ar'mon and Trey]
(Slow Motion -Trey Songz)
And baby, oooh
When I saw you walking out the door (oooh)
I just knew you needed something more
[Sex With Me - Rihanna]
Sex with me, so amazing
All this hard work, no vacation
Stay up off my Instagram, pure temptation
Hit a switch on a fake chick, like a station
Oh-na-na-na-na
Five fingers on it (five fingers)
Hit it like you on it, I'mma hit it like I'm on it
Straight shots to the blue dot (shots, shots, shots, shots)
(Harmonizing towards the end of the song in the tune of Exchange by Bryson Tiller)