Had That

Barely had that

I should spend a band and get your man say where his pad at

Or I should call your phone and let you know I let you go, uh

'Cause other **** had that

Hope you don't ignore me, bitch, I'm callin' you

Wishin' all of you

I'm the quarterback

This a audible

Don't follow you, bother you, mini- me, thought of you

Give me three minutes, I'ma be right

She like, 'What you doin' on the weekend'?

Bitch, I'm freakin'

You let me in

Goin' deep in

leave

Before you wake up

I won't stay up

And I feel fine

I can't touch it 'cause it's plastic

Pull over and hit that shit in traffic

Fuckin' on some bitches, I can't have ya

All up in my mind, like, who you mad at?

Mm, I should rob your man and give it back like you can have that

I should spend a band and get your man say where his pad at

Or I should call your phone and let you know I let you go, uh

'Cause other **** had that

Mm, mm

Mm, mm

Mm, mm

(come on rock wit me ain't , what look, what he say?)

Mm, mm

Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Oh, ayy, ayy

(sing it quiet)

I can't touch it 'cause it's plastic

Pull over and hit that shit in traffic

Fuckin' on some bitches, I can't have ya

All up in my mind, like, who you mad at?

I should rob your man and give it back like you can have that

I should spend a band and get your man say where his pad at

I should call your phone and let you know I let you go, uh

'Cause other **** had that

But you know that I already got the number saved on me

Mm, mm

And then it's like, yo

Okay, mm, mm

Yeah, you know, you know by the time I'm like, mm, mm

**** voicin', like, it's voicin'

Once my voice, voicin', I'm like, yeah, you know what the fuck, like, uh

And it's made up, this was made up, yeah, whatever

I don't even know