Tiredxtomorrow

Aye, hey

Say we're Bobby Whitney, but you mean a bad way

Type to say she love me even through a bad day

I might keep her in rotation, if we make it, we gon' take it

I'ma take her ass out shoppin', book a trip a new vacation

Ain't no flippin' pages, we're gon' pop it if we got it

We're gon' drop a stack like ain't no problem if we profit

When we're aimin', hit a stain, I hit my target

Hit my target, yeah, yeah, hit my target, yeah

Crashin' out when we gettin' sentimental

Baby talkin' crazy, pedal to the metal

I've been drinkin' down, down to the bottle

I've been tired, I don't think about tomorrow

Set me off, slut me out

Play it off, stretch it out

You, you placate the conversation, that's what's bad, bae

You want a man but they pay you for the ass shake

And I ain't hating, girl, you know I fuckin' worry

Got some issues and her baby daddy crummy

Problematic so that pussy got that yummy

Dick her down, said she feel it in her tummy

She say sex, I gotta stop it

Why you so, so outta pocket?

She say sex, I wanna stop, man

Why you so, so outta pocket, bae? (Yeah)

I don't know, baby, guess I'm like that

This shit real, yeah, gotta bite back

Boosie wipe down, I'm gon' pipe down

This shit right 'round, need it right now

Crashing out when we're getting sentimental

Baby talkin' crazy, pedal to the metal

I've been drinkin' down, down to the bottle

I've been tired, I don't think about tomorrow

Set me off, slut me out

Play it off, stretch it out

You placate the conversation, that's what's bad, bae

You want a man but they pay you for the ass shake