Wedding Rings
Yo, I told her
"Baby take it slow" heeding my advice
I think she tryna cuff man
Reading out my rights
Brodie had a South chick
Cheated on him twice
Screaming, "Fuck my life" better leave
That shit in rice
Really I'm alright, billin' in the car seat
Twenty in her bra
I'm fucking wid her 'cause she classy
East Africana, talkin' in Somali
Shawty say she love me, told her
"Say wallahi"
Brought her to a party, but I didn't check
I know the ting was in the crib
You saw me with her and she vex
Now she always give me cold
Shivers when she texts
Added to the basket, click and collect
Post and deliver, Rosé for dinner
Know it's aeroplane mode on my
Phone when I'm with her
Had my own medicine, know that it's bitter
Rather dig into this rose with
A dose of vanilla
What you won't do for love (You won't do)
She tried weddin' rings but
It won't get Knucks (Won't get Knucks)
Tried all your moves for love
(All your moves)
If it don't let you in, baby don't give up
(No, no, no)
Yo, lashes on my pillow, curls on my linen
No missed calls, ooh girl, you is tripping
No you ain't my girl but you with it
So why you tell your girls that you isn't
I don't delve into gimmicks
Stop acting like you twelve
You know that you a trophy
Why you mad you on the shelf?
I don't know myself i told you not to stress
It could be damage to your health
Could be really down but I could never tell
What you won't do for love (You won't do)
She tried wedding rings but
It won't get Knucks (Won't get Knucks)
Tried all your moves for love
(All your moves)
If it don't let you in, baby don't give up
Nodaysoff (For love)
(She tried wedding rings but it
Won't get Knucks) Ah, yeah, wavy baby
(Tried all your moves for
Love) You're listening
To Reggie Black on NRG 105
(If they don't let you in
Baby don't give up) We're gonna
Keep this rolling baby
Ay, I've been hearing how
You've been around
And had so many dealings
You ain't got no feelings now
Ain't nobody's business how
I'm getting down
And ain't no use in cryin' rivers, child
You in denial i just figured out
Shit got hella different with my distance out
Then we lost connection till we drifted out
Reset the router, a nigga making figures now
And some other shit I've written down
Don't you start with me Anna
I know you wasn't listenin' in art
Put my name in love hearts in your planner
Laughter and chatter
You're always tryna Netflix 'n' Chill
What I feel to do is far from the latter
Hit the dance, get a dagger
I don't really wanna hit the motive
Rather stay at home, far from the passa
But I fully deep that you love to be seen
If they seem they from the
Scene then you gotta retweet
Obviously me man, I'll probably be
In the three door coupe with the roof off
I get it now but I
Ain't been around too tough
'Cause all them clowns you hang
Around are doin' too much
But don't fucking start with me Anna
Pardon my grammar could be in the strip club
With my dargs in Atlanta
Know you think I'm in a different
Class than them man are
'Cause I stayed in class and got
My arse out the manor
Aye, but now we're speaking and it's calm
All that little shit and qualms
Tryna leave that in the past
Invite for tonight
You told me "Meet you at the dance"
I ain't wanna show face but I
Might give this shit a chance
What's the harm?
