But Cha (feat. Josh Golden)

Baby

You are just

My type and I

Don't want

No one but cha

Baby

You are just

My type and I

Don't want

No one but cha

Na, haha

Yeah

Gonna be a next chick, no

Gonna be my ex chick, no

No gas, no Texaco

We get in fights, girl it's alright, 'cause I don't know how to let shit go (Let shit go)

Your stock is going through the roof and I'm invested

No multiple choice

And your body to choose

I mean nobody but you (But you)

Your homegirl body is probably so fake, it's made out of glue

And I ain't hatin', it's cool

'Cause if you wanted it too, then fuck it, I think it's cute

For you, for you

I do

I do

For you, yeah

Baby

You are just

My type and I

Don't want

No one but cha

Baby

You are just

My type and I

Don't want

No one but cha, na

Blah-blah-blah, blah baby (Ay, baby)

I want you, you want me (You want me)

Give you the world, like it's free (Like it's free)

You way out of my league and we know it (And we know it)

I got O's on my check like a pro, yeah (Like a pro, yeah)

Comment the best on all your posts, yeah

And we go back, Nikes and throwbacks

All my hoes, I will ghost for you

Right through

I do

For you, yeah

Baby

You are just (You are)

My type and I

Dont' want

No one but cha (But cha)

Baby

You are just

My type and I

Dont' want

No one but cha, uh (But cha)