lockscreen

I got you on my lockscreen and you don't even know it

I try my best to be naive but I think I'm a show it

You got me wrapped around your sleeves and I guess I'll go with it

With it

With it

With it

With it

Plotting the day like where you wanna go

Give me your number wanna talk on the low

Step in this bitch and everyone froze

Feeling like Midas, baby you're gold

You're hot shit no one's to be told

Stunting on hoes that shit don't get old

Get your bag baby, yeah get it and go

Got your name written out in gold

We hit your house after I said I was tired

You told me I'm a good liar

And I took it as a compliment

Callin' you, baby, where you been

On D&D, no disturb

Y2K girl, come away

Shout your mouth, there's nothin' to say

All your friends are so damn fake

So leave them behind and come my way

Y2K girl, come away

We'll do it all, just give me a day

Like, damn, girl, you don't even have to stay

But if you do though, I'll treat you lavishly

Damn sadlistical, You went crazy on that one

Plotting the day like where you wanna go

Give me your number wanna talk on the low

Step in this bitch and everyone froze

Feeling like Midas, baby you're gold

You're hot shit no one's to be told

Stunting on hoes that shit don't get old

Get your bag baby, yeah get it and go

Got your name written out in go-go

Plotting the day like where you wanna go

Give me your number wanna talk on the low

Step in this bitch and everyone froze

Feeling like Midas, baby you're gold

You're hot shit no one's to be told

Stunting on hoes that shit don't get old

Get your bag baby, yeah get it and go

Got your name written out in gold