Obsessed by Ashley All Day Lyrics
[Intro: Kiiara]
Lookin' for my mans, love findin' my mans
Spend a hundred grand, that's a fuckin' hundred bands
He lookin' at me, he 'bout to get blocked
Blocked like the guy who think he mine, but free not
[Verse 1: Ashley All Day]
Fuck boy shoot his shot, he gettin' blocked like Mutombo
Spend a hundred bands I fuck it up just for fun though (Bitch)
Swervin' in the Benz, lil' bitch get a band
All my bitches, they on ten, and you know they badass tens
F&N with the big dick, big clip
Got shooters on click click, won't miss (Nope)
Brown paper bag and it's filled with them rubber bands (Cash)
I ain't sweatin' no nigga, I be coolin' like a fan (Burr)
[Chorus: Kiiara]
Back that on me, keep your distance on me, she could wait for love
You're so foolish, you a fool, you really thought she gave a fuck
You're so foolish, you-you a fool, you really thought, fuck
[Verse 2: Ashley All Day]
In the field, no not NFL (Nah)
Chopper get to drummin' like some hi-hats on FL (Bitch)
Watch the Washingtons while I'm chiefin' on an L (Gas)
Servin' all these loads, I'ma need a bigger scale (I'ma need a nigga scale)
All this bread, no jelly (Nope), pull off in a Chevy (Skrrt)
I'ma go get it bitch, fetti flowin' steady
Always ready for the plot, still pourin' straight drop
No lease, all bought, lil' dummy, what you thought? (Huh? Huh?)
[Chorus: Kiiara]
Back that on me, keep your distance on me, she could wait for love
You're so foolish, you a fool, you really thought she gave a fuck
You're so foolish, you-you a fool, you really thought, fuck
Lookin' for my mans, love findin' my mans
Spend a hundred grand, that's a fuckin' hundred bands
He lookin' at me, he 'bout to get blocked
Blocked like the guy who think he mine, but free not
[Verse 1: Ashley All Day]
Fuck boy shoot his shot, he gettin' blocked like Mutombo
Spend a hundred bands I fuck it up just for fun though (Bitch)
Swervin' in the Benz, lil' bitch get a band
All my bitches, they on ten, and you know they badass tens
F&N with the big dick, big clip
Got shooters on click click, won't miss (Nope)
Brown paper bag and it's filled with them rubber bands (Cash)
I ain't sweatin' no nigga, I be coolin' like a fan (Burr)
[Chorus: Kiiara]
Back that on me, keep your distance on me, she could wait for love
You're so foolish, you a fool, you really thought she gave a fuck
You're so foolish, you-you a fool, you really thought, fuck
[Verse 2: Ashley All Day]
In the field, no not NFL (Nah)
Chopper get to drummin' like some hi-hats on FL (Bitch)
Watch the Washingtons while I'm chiefin' on an L (Gas)
Servin' all these loads, I'ma need a bigger scale (I'ma need a nigga scale)
All this bread, no jelly (Nope), pull off in a Chevy (Skrrt)
I'ma go get it bitch, fetti flowin' steady
Always ready for the plot, still pourin' straight drop
No lease, all bought, lil' dummy, what you thought? (Huh? Huh?)
[Chorus: Kiiara]
Back that on me, keep your distance on me, she could wait for love
You're so foolish, you a fool, you really thought she gave a fuck
You're so foolish, you-you a fool, you really thought, fuck