Whats The 411 Lyrics

I wanna be by your side

Your side

And tellin you

That its mines

That its mines

Love letters

Pink feathers

Slidin straight to you

In any weather

Seeing you making

Any day better

Monclear with the

Balmain sweater

Im living expensive

But im keepin it modest

I just wanted to fuck

If Im just keepin it honest

Cus that body is art

And you shape like a goddess

Only fans type shit

You can get you a profit but

You doing good 9-5's

Got you shocked in the car

When i pull up and drive

Ima tell you the truth

Aint waisting the time

I need a real down bitch

When im chasing the grind

The one who waiting for calls

When its late at night

Making sure that im good

Are you still eating right

Are you doing the yoga

Are you enjoying life

Are you really the one

I aint askin it twice

How long are

We making this last

We can never tell the future

But i wanted to ask

Im always the first option

Cant settle for last

Not in comp with these niggas

But i dont wanna brag

Look

Im just a boss nigga

From the hood in the loft nigga

Took L's took chances

And he lost niggas

Born from a queen

And a drug dealer

So its hard work

And a little thug in em

Ambitious

So im making the moves

But never go a day

Without talkin to you

Got me making love songs

When im hittin the booth

Grabbin food at j alley

Missin time with the crew

We can vibe all we want

And make it do what it do

Feel a vibe of fresh air

When im sittin wit you

Plus you got yo own money

Like we jigga and boo

So we playin on the run

While we snatchin the roof