Obvious ft. Noah Riley Lyrics

Look

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear it is

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear to god it is

I'm gone call the bitch

I swear to god I swear to god I am

I just threw the flow

Now catch the flow

And run it back like this

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear it is

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear to god it is

I'm gone call the bitch

I swear to god I swear to god I am

I just threw the flow

Now catch the flow

And run it back like

Run it back like

Run it back like

Put you on a jet

I might

We could make a bet

I might

Get you that patek

I might

We could skip the club

I'll be chilling with you all night

Most girls the same

But you're my type

Hit the blunt

Hit the blunt

Take flight

She say I'm a dog canine

I let you say yours

Can I say mine

Imma still pull up

With a flat tire

Could you put me to sleep

When I'm not tired

Girl you so heat

You could start a fire

Ain't nothing to me

I could put you out

Need someone like me

That could cool you down

Don't bother me

When I move around

What's good

Got me feeling like Knight Suge

Got me singing like Usher

Might hit it like Tiger Woods

Baby what's good

Got me feeling like uh huh

Got me singing like usher

Got me dancing like chris would

Got me smoking like roy woods

I know you're misunderstood

Misunderstood

Come here baby

I hit it go insane

Autotune on t pain

Baggy jeans and gold chains

Polo or the balmains

Girl you a hit you a ball game

Keep me up no cocaine

Baby roll with me

I heard you wanna be happy

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear it is

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear to god it is

I'm gone call the bitch

I swear to god I swear to god I am

I just threw the flow

Now catch the flow

And run it back like this

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear it is

Ain't it obvious ain't it obvious

I swear to god it is

I'm gone call the bitch

I swear to god II swear to god I am

I just threw the flow

Now catch the flow

And run it back like

Run it back like

Run it back like

Put you on a jet

I might

We could make a bet

I might

Get you that patek

I might

We could skip the club

I'll be chilling with you all night

Most girls the same

But you're my type

Hit the blunt

Hit the blunt

Take flight