YK by Thekidauto Lyrics
I’m focused on you
Been waiting, got you on my mind
Not moving too fast
Want to know can I have a lil bit of your time ?
I’m falling for you
I’m calling I’m blowing your line
If I hit you back, baby I blowin’ your mind
Yeah you know my shawty She a 10 aye
Tryna let me take you to my crib aye
Show you how a young nigga live aye
I was in the back tryna bid
FaceTime shawty yeah I’m on now
But when you come around I put my phone down
Fuck the games, know a nigga grown now
Nothing to a nigga to get flown out
She lovin the way that I move
She lovin the things that I do
Blow the bag baby on you
I promise that this nothin’ new yeah
I stay a hunnid for you
I’ll hold you down that’s the truth
That’s the truth yeah
You know
You know
You know
You know that
You know that
You know that
You know
You know that
You know that
You know that
You know I got problems with tripping
I’m 1 of 5 on missions
For bad bitches who healing, and got problems with niggas
And do it all for attention, and somewhere out on the mission
I fell in love with a misses
Who pessimistic, and gifted
Like to fuck with musicians and spending time in the kitchens
Painting all of her wishes
But maybe cause of the distance, it’s too mas, I say I been moving around like pistons
Some ups and downs and millions
That we was planning on spending
3am in the nap
I’m stuck when I’m reminiscing
And we was switching positions
And talking bout an addition
Know riding round the tradition
And gassing up and just whipping
Nostalgic times that I done been in
Hate that I get the feeling, to love you more and Im willing
But honestly all the chilling, just lead to fucking or spilling...
Spilling feelings just lead to another void, and I need you, to understand that I’m lethal, and rather have it just be you, as long as the sum is peaceful
Been waiting, got you on my mind
Not moving too fast
Want to know can I have a lil bit of your time ?
I’m falling for you
I’m calling I’m blowing your line
If I hit you back, baby I blowin’ your mind
Yeah you know my shawty She a 10 aye
Tryna let me take you to my crib aye
Show you how a young nigga live aye
I was in the back tryna bid
FaceTime shawty yeah I’m on now
But when you come around I put my phone down
Fuck the games, know a nigga grown now
Nothing to a nigga to get flown out
She lovin the way that I move
She lovin the things that I do
Blow the bag baby on you
I promise that this nothin’ new yeah
I stay a hunnid for you
I’ll hold you down that’s the truth
That’s the truth yeah
You know
You know
You know
You know that
You know that
You know that
You know
You know that
You know that
You know that
You know I got problems with tripping
I’m 1 of 5 on missions
For bad bitches who healing, and got problems with niggas
And do it all for attention, and somewhere out on the mission
I fell in love with a misses
Who pessimistic, and gifted
Like to fuck with musicians and spending time in the kitchens
Painting all of her wishes
But maybe cause of the distance, it’s too mas, I say I been moving around like pistons
Some ups and downs and millions
That we was planning on spending
3am in the nap
I’m stuck when I’m reminiscing
And we was switching positions
And talking bout an addition
Know riding round the tradition
And gassing up and just whipping
Nostalgic times that I done been in
Hate that I get the feeling, to love you more and Im willing
But honestly all the chilling, just lead to fucking or spilling...
Spilling feelings just lead to another void, and I need you, to understand that I’m lethal, and rather have it just be you, as long as the sum is peaceful