Manifesto

Damn girl
They don't really make em' like you
Wild girl
Damn girl
I guess I ain't ya dream come true
How girl
We can talk and make it up
Smoke another blunt
Somethin in my cup
Oh yeah yeah
Some girls come with fees
Some speak Japanese
Some are just your type
Then they say goodbye
They won't tell you why
Use it for next time
They won't help you out
Just don't scream and shout
Girl I like your style
That's some shit that I'd
Do in junior high school
Shawty walked out
Said she had to go
Post a pic on the gram solo
Baby I don't even care
Lemmie know
If ya got too high
On the low
If I whip candy paint on the road
If I threw a stack
Would ya drop it low
Pullin up iced out
Bleedin gold
I don't blame you
Yeah it's just a code
Then she snapped back
Said I'm insecure
Damn girl
Tell me how you so sure
I'm just tryna play the field
Make ya purr
I been doin things
Feeling obscure
But that's way too deep
Put ya straight to sleep
Keep scrolling on your feed like you've
Got places to be
Sent a
Teh
Teh-teh-teh text to ya
Can you come
Over
I could
Beg
Beg for you
If that would make things kosher
Run it up
Run it up run it up
Girl you know I never gave a fuck
I was just tryna say what's up
Take a lil break from the cut
Take a couple trees
Roll em' up
Maybe then we could hit the club
Stay up all night makin love
Let's just see how it goes
It's your first time and it shows
Girl you know you messing with a pro
I been schemin up on the low
All my songs bang
I'm about to blow
Power of the mind
Manifesto