babi boi ft. Over The Classic Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

The cold wind seems to tell me you love me

Pretty sex, how you look so lovely

See the scars up front, I can feel you

You always knew I fell in love with the real you

But where'd you go now?

I'm still full of passion

Motherfucker, I still get active

Motherfucker, I'm still doing backflips every time I sleep

Now I'm tossing and turning, I

Can't fucking wait to die in my mattress

Tossing and turning, she's holding me captive

Need a flight, on my way to Calabassas

(Getting) Getting high, I've been smoking on catpiss

I don't wanna die, but I guess I need practice

So I go ahead and fall in love with a bad bitch

Then I tell her I love her

Going MIA 'cause the love ain't real

Know it's hot in the summer

Boutta end my day and I'm missing her still

'Cause when I get high I don't make good decisions

Rolling your pack, you get ripped like a nic-stick

Ripping the curb in the Scat, watch it kickflip

You can do things that I do when you get rich

Designer district

We spinning on something

I make a scene

I love doing dumb shit

Out in the distance you hear when we coming

She treat me like nothing

Know I said that I would change, babe

But I'm stuck in my same ways

You're a pretty girl

How could you hate yourself?

It's you and me against the world

Call me your babi boi

Aesthetic lover, my hands on her waist

Need me a bitch that's on IG, that send me emojis

She love when I'm posting my face

Designer smile, with the diamonds to laces

Poetic justice, let's fuck in a Wraith

Shit

Guess I'm on timing today

Still with them boys who be doing the race

4 in the morning I get it, I give you your patience

Everyday working on grave shift

Got into fashion, I'm matching the bracelet

Wait

I think I dress like the Masons

Money like this make your boy feel amazing

I

Can't take no more pain

Heart on my back like the target

Spit in my face

Show me you turn your whole back on me playing it safe

Seven missed calls, put the heart in a vase

Water your seed, gave it all that you take

Make it your garden

Designer belt, when she pull down the garments

Lover boy, lover boy, that's my department

Just like I'm Jody form Baby Boy

Do it so good that you gonna start the arguing

Designer city, turn paper to parchment

Ovee, just look what you started

Know I said that I would change, babe

But I'm stuck in my same ways

You're a pretty girl

How could you hate yourself?

It's you and me against the world

Call me your babi boi