Getaway ft. Damier, Buddy Flo & Image Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's seven, we texting, you tell me that you stressing

You feeling like the years you spent with him's a bad investment

Message after message, we talk till bout eleven

Then yo mama come to babysit you ask me for directions

To the spot I'm bout to step in

GPS it, and I'll meet you there

Leave regrets, questions, and drama, baby, just be prepared

I'll take you to a place where yo man ain't never been at

Where he ain't got no nosy ass cousins, and got no friends at

Time, I can lend that

But emotions just ain't possible

But I can be yo getaway from all them lies and obstacles

I can be yo Visine when he blur up yo opticals

He got yo love locked down, see me for yo conjugal's

Alcohol consumption, weed introductions

Loud music and clubbing is brief interruptions

I can't be yo' man, give you commitment and love ya

But it's ight, for the night, I'm yo significant other

Just for the night, you can lean on me, baby

Don't need no money, everything on me, baby

I got the blood, sweat, liquor, and promethazine

For these hours, I'll be everything he'll never be, baby

Just let this shit here be yo getaway, yo getaway

Hey, just let this shit here be yo getaway, yo getaway

And for the night, it ain't a thing I won't give ya

But when the sun rise, you head right back to yo nigga, go figure

You know what it is, so why's you playing

I'ma be in it all night to the A.M.

It's really no need to be fighting the feeling I already know that you going, just saying

Just saying, what would you do to be down with the fam

How you expecting my trust or expect me to love you when I know that you got a man

I don't understand, that's not in the plan

Gut out the Vega and fill it with grams

Just give it a chance as soon as you land

I bet you gon' wanna roll up again, damn, damn

I know there's times I get lost in the moment

Whenever I'm faded, it's all in slow motion

Driving you crazy and getting you open

It feel like you floating from smoking that potent

You coughing and choking

The feeling is growing

I'm hearing you moaning, you ready to go in

I hate that you slipped

Cause when she with me, you ain't even missed

When she with you, she thinking bout me

And when she with me, she thinking bout dick

Stroking it deep, kush in the air

Throwing it back while I'm pulling her hair

Know you be tripping while she come up missing

You calling her bitching, she don't even care

She don't even care

Cause we don't compare, but you need her there

And I'll never need her

They play this song, she throwing her ear up

Just for the night, you can lean on me, baby

Don't need no money, everything on me, baby

I got the blood, sweat, liquor, and promethazine

For these hours, I'll be everything he'll never be, baby

Just let this shit here be yo getaway, yo getaway

Hey, just let this shit here be yo getaway, yo getaway

And for the night, it ain't a thing I won't give ya

But when the sun rise, you head right back to yo nigga, go figure

Yeah, yeah, yeah

That moonlight got you frozen

That sunlight feels so golden

So when those blinds close, feel like we both win

A place that nobody knows when

She told me I'm just like most men

I told her I'm just like most people

So it's equal that we both sin

Think about this when you're dozing, or

Either way, you take that dose in

From that unformulated potion

It's clear to see that you're broken

We both relate to the emotions, of

Weekend on Frank Ocean

On weekends, you say you're open

So, this open invitation

This life is filled with episodes, it shows no syndication

Your heart just starts to grow and beat so fast with no indications, of

It slowing down

I like that feeling when you're going down

Tell me don't talk

You like that sound when I play shit like

You told me that you like that

I write you literally love notes and hope you write back

Whoever thought this little ounce of poison

Would be your nightcap, yeah

Just for the night, you can lean on me, baby

Don't need no money, everything on me, baby

I got the blood, sweat, liquor, and promethazine

For these hours, I'll be everything he'll never be, baby

Just let this shit here be yo getaway, yo getaway

Hey, just let this shit here be yo getaway, yo getaway

And for the night, it ain't a thing I won't give ya

But when the sun rise, you head right back to yo nigga, go figure