Facetime Lyrics

Somewhere somewhere

Come up

Gifted niggas

I know you're somewhere somewhere

I can't feel the pain

You can't say the same

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

Feel a little better you'll feel a little better

When I come around girl you'll feel a little better

Foot on the pedal my foot on the pedal

Know I'm on the grind and we going be successful

Timing is special that boy got you fed up

When I shoot my shot I don't need a barreta

Fine in stilettos inside her like vessels

When I pop that pussy it's sweet like it's kettle

Yeah

And every time that I hurt you no I didn't mean to desert you

Every time that I hurt you no I didn't mean to desert you

Every time that I hurt you no I didn't mean to desert you

Every time that I hurt you no I didn't mean to desert you

Babygirl I need face time and that's face to face not virtual

Pull up on you in the late night I'm a lay the pipe fuck a curfew

In your waters let me surf you you can't pull my shirt cause it's Virgil

Let me know

I know you're somewhere somewhere

I can't feel the pain

You can't say the same

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

I can only do so much when you keep me far away

Feel a little better you'll feel a little better

When I come around girl you'll feel a little better

Foot on the pedal my foot on the pedal

Know I'm on the grind and we going be successful

Timing is special that boy got you fed up

When I shoot my shot I don't need a barreta

Fine in stilettos inside her like vessels

When I pop that pussy it's sweet like it's kettle

Feel a little better you'll feel a little better

When I come around girl you'll feel a little better

Foot on the pedal my foot on the pedal

Know I'm on the grind and we going be successful

Timing is special that boy got you fed up

When I shoot my shot I don't need a barreta

Fine in stilettos inside her like vessels

When I pop that pussy it's sweet like it's kettle