Lil Yea

I can't stand to see you treated bad

I drop that bag 'bout you, get a **** smashed 'bout you

I'm feelin' all them feelings

You know you my lil' yea, right?

Even though I'm not your man, you're not my girl, I'ma call you my lil' yea, yea

And I can't stand to see you treated bad, I drop that bag 'bout you, get a **** smashed 'bout you, my lil' yea, yea

Yea, yea

And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea

Ever say you runnin' low on cash, I'ma bless you with bands, you could pull up by the trap, in my section, I'm yea, yea

Yea, yea

On the block, I drop the work off

Skrrt off, I got my shirt off

Yea, yea

You know I'm yea, yea

I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea

Underneath them lights and cameras, I recall you starin' at me

Don't believe in second chances, want you right there, bae, beside me

Had a bad break up, my relationship, it ended badly

Tryna get your groove back, you swaggin' like you Angela Bassett

Ain't no disrespect when we both grown, we could make plans for action

No games, you say we can't, I walk away, and won't backwards

Wanna get behind that ass in traffic, love the way you dancin'

Transaction could make me shy, I admit it, I'm a little romantic

We could get out of here, I'll take you where I live

I'll freak you right, I will, I'll freak you right, I will

Sit down on the couch, take your shoes off, let me rub your body, rub your body

Lay down on the couch, take your shoes off

Yea, yea

Let me rub your body, before I turn you out, muah

Yea

Kiss all in your crack, put my tongue all in your ass

Grip your waist and pull your hair right before I dick you down

Even though I'm not your man, you're not my girl, I'ma call you my lil' yea, yea

And I can't stand to see you treated bad, I drop that bag 'bout you, get a **** smashed 'bout you, my lil' yea, yea

Yea, yea

And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea

Ever say you runnin' low on cash, I'ma bless you with bands, you could pull up by the trap, in my section, I'm yea, yea

Yea, yea

On the block, I drop the work off

Skrrt off, I got my shirt off

Yea, yea

You know I'm yea, yea

I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea

Feelin' special, yeah, when I'm caressin', bookoo sex appeal

Few vacations, you've been several places, like it better here

Let the pressure build up on your shoulders, kiss your bottom lips

And your stomach when I'm droppin' lumber, that's a lot of dick

Face down, make up sex

Choke while I fuck her, she in love with that

When I'm strokin' her, slow motion, grip you from the back

Know that dick done took your soul, you come runnin' back to me, love

Even though I'm not your man, you're not my girl, I'ma call you my lil' yea, yea

And I can't stand to see you treated bad, I drop that bag 'bout you, get a **** smashed 'bout you, my lil' yea, yea

Yea, yea

And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea

Ever say you runnin' low on cash, I'ma bless you with bands, you could pull up by the trap, in my section, I'm yea, yea

Yea, yea

On the block, I drop the work off

Skrrt off, I got my shirt off

Yea, yea

You know I'm yea, yea

I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea