DE@L W!T# Lyrics

I would sound so good on a track

Did you hit my line, am I trippin

Hindsight, 20 vision, 20

Blind to these bitches

Break down your spine like division

Top shelf, nothing up above

Stain my shirts with your lipstick

So tired of looking for love its

Only one that I wanna deal with

You give me

Something to feel

Are you really

Gon' keep it real

With me

Ok

Remember we had a deal, deal

I'd be your shield, shield

If you'd be my Whitney

What was our deal?

Top down, doing 80

Touchdown, we in Beijing

Baby

Smart mouth for a lady

I don't have a smart mouth

I hate it that you love to drive me crazy

I drive you crazy?

You love it though

Pick up, pick up

Put your heart in the bag, girl

This a stick up, stick up

Somebody fuckin' with you, then they get lit up

Make it rain, babygirl, back up the brink truck

You should be here beside me

Fantasizing about your body

Beat it like Leila Ali

You called me while I was dialing your number

Thought about calling you like all summer

I'm just tryna kick it with you, girl, like a punter

Pick you up in a Honda

Fo-for you, get in it, do a spin, what's behind you

Help me fuck up these commas

Baby, roll up this ganja

Ganja

You the only one

Only one I wanna deal with

Did you hit my line, am I trippin'

Hindsight 20 vision, 20

Blind to these bitches

Break down your spine, like division

Top shelf, nothing up above

Stain my shirts with your lipstick

So tired of looking for love its

Only one that I wanna deal with

Did you hit my line, am I trippin'

Hindsight's 20 vision, 20

Blind to these bitches

Break down your spine, like division

Top shelf, nothing up above

Stain my shirts with your lipstick

So tired of looking for love its

Only one that I wanna deal with

Only one that I wanna deal with

Only one that I wanna deal with

Only one that I wanna deal with

Only one that I wanna deal with