Bryson Tiller
He Ain’t Right
[?]
Call back
I was runnin' for the cash
Ya ball on my beat
Aye, aye, aye
(Yeah)
[Bryson Tiller]
Shawty when I pull up
Right on time come outside
I ain't yo man that's true enough
Man I’m just saying he don't do enough
I feel that void girl sure enough
I ain't hearing that boy ain't mature enough
Girl there ain't no other love like your love
Leave with me when I pull up
Shawty when I pull up
Right on time come outside
I ain't yo man that's true enough
Man I’m just saying he don't do enough
I feel that void girl sure enough
I ain't hearing that boy ain't mature enough
Girl thеre ain't no other love likе your love
Leave with me when I pull up
[Bryson Tiller]
Them other n***as cease to exist
You ask if I was ready for the shit
Baby I've been with the shit
Oh my goodness, you the shit (you the shit)
Money talk, these n***a got lisp
Everything you hear that n***a talk straight miss
And I got real words for ya boo, whatever works for ya
Only shoulder is the only spot he can't kiss
Never in his pocket, I got it, I'm qualified
That n***a's an asshole, why you want to sodomize
I ain't tryna play you, I ain't out here with that thotties, ah
You hear that shit all the time
Blame it on yo' momma, I
Want it but nah, I ain't even gonna do it yet
She know I be out here on this motherfucking music tip
Entertain a ho, I ain't got the time to do that shit
Girl, I want to hit that shit more than one time
Is it cool if I get seconds, baby, I was just checking
I'ma slide right in that spot, no Tetris
Girl, its all mine, tell them n***as forget it
Girl, let's get on FaceTime before you got to sleep
You a freak, tell me what you gon' do to me
I'm going deep, fuck around, get you knocked up
I don't need to call your phone, I just pop up
Girl, if I must (girl if I must)
[Bryson Tiller]
Shawty when I pull up
Right on time come outside
I ain't yo man that's true enough
Man i'm just saying he don't do enough
I feel that void girl sure enough
I ain't hearing that boy ain't mature enough
Girl there ain't no other love like your love
Leave with me when I pull up
Shawty when I pull up
Right on time come outside
I ain't yo man that's true enough
Man i'm just saying he don't do enough (HAA)
I feel that void girl sure enough
I ain't hearing that boy ain't mature enough
Girl there ain't no other love like your love (AH)
Leave with me when I pull up
[Juyna Boy]
She been on what it is when I pull up
I’ma eat it from the back then I’ma beat it up
She says she in love with the fact that I what I do is fuck
Smoking’ blunts, two four places, we don’t need love
I hit her up on her phone like I’m on my way
Gonna take you a shower, put on some lingerie
[?]
She be bossin’ like a Drake, I put that work on that thing
She be please I don’t beg I’m on boss shit
I eat between your legs
Yeah, my mouth slik
Gonna tell me you love me, can’t go without this
Throwin her back [?]
I’m a beast and I admit many women can’t [?] this
Maybe I should be the one you play house with
Your friend I thought your man [?] you was out with
Lovin’ me while [?]
Holdin’ hands out in public, yo man can’t never found out
Got you all alone and I’ma make you lose your mind now
But you love the way that you putting mine out
Don’t you let us out, dripping [?]
I just got a feeling, she in love with the way that I hit it
Keep it on the low, it’s been way too long for a minute
That [?]
Tiller talk to them for a minute, for a minute ahhhh
[Bryson Tiller]
Shawty when I pull up
Right on time come outside
I ain't yo man that's true enough
Man i'm just saying he don't do enough
I feel that void girl sure enough
I ain't hearing that boy ain't mature enough
Girl there ain't no other love like your love
Leave with me when I pull up
Shawty when I pull up
Right on time come outside
I ain't yo man that's true enough
Man i'm just saying he don't do enough
I feel that void girl sure enough
I ain't hearing that boy ain't mature enough
Girl there ain't no other love like your love
Leave with me when I pull up
[Juyna Boy]
Ahhhh
Man leave that man you with
If he ain’t treatin’ you right, he ain’t right for ya
Come, get with me and Tiller
You know, we gon’ show you that high life
We gon’ show you everything that you supposed to be livin’
We gon’ treat you right, real talk