Lenox With JT ft. B. Lewie & Eli Myles Lyrics

You ain't gotta be alone, you don't want to Let's not talk bout wants girl, I need you

Just pulled up to Hutch, tryna freeze you Damn, damn, K-Wilson

Baby waist missing, need an amber alert Try to get her number, she like, dance for

Me first Sorry I don't dance, but the chain like to twerk

Tryna kill the pussy, put the shh on the shirt You done called me daddy in front your dad

Now he hurt Now he know I'm fuckin, you the best, I'm

The worst See you caked up, skin colored, buttersworth

Boost your confidence, makin' sure you comin' first

Ain't no cookout, have you comin' back for seconds

Got you in the club, trippin, feelin' on the triple sevens

Lame nigga, all on your heels, he a tether We should live here together, we your friends

You should tell me You don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be

Alone But I wanna be alone with you

You ain't got the time at all, I ain't got the time to call

Man, I wish I had a clone for you Know I'm workin' coast to coast, I could

Take you out of coach All the game I could show to you

You can feel a way, or you can feel a vibe You never in the way, you the forever type

Let's not talk bout wants girl, I need you Just pulled up to Hutch, tryna freeze you

You need a flight booked, I can reach you The sky blue, that's something to drink to

Textin' me on one, sippin' on that one stuff Ain't no better love, you should fuck with

A young gun Come get bust down, do that to the sun

Up, phone on DND, tellin' boys you done done Your ex need a sling, I'm tryna get you in a sleeve

Your dress ain't McQueen, but you a pretty lil' thing

You know where Lewie B, that's how I get you Louis V

In Georgia, met a peach, I was at Lenox with JT

Her accent was sweet, but they just different in the D

I told these labels, double down, I need my chicken with the cheese

I know you probably tired of livin' single like Maxine

So we can meet up on the beach or you gon' pick up for the streets

Let me know, man