daytime ft. witty boy slim Lyrics

She end up slidin' 'cuz she beggin' for a late night

No one was around her in the daytime

She was schemin', hidin', actin' like a canine

Gentle but she got a lil' something for the waist side

And I can't deny it, I'm a sucker for her waistline

I was chiefin', she was stealing berries from the grapevine

And if that leaves a sour taste, well, you can take mine

Such a shame but baby, we don't waste time

I hate to say the things that you don't wanna hear

But they just gotta leave my heart and hit some other ears

Got a lotta baggage with a couple fears

And I was lining up to spend a dozen years

I'm tired of giving love and getting fuckin' tears

I thought you knew my pain, but you's another Kier

And I don't need a lover, I need my other peers

I'm finna kick it up, we got a couple gears

And now I'm with the homies clinkin' Butterbeers in the daytime

She was tryna fix it with a FaceTime

Shoulda seen my face, I couldn't place mine

Had to run it back, read the old lines

Chasing pennies for some gold dimes

Flying past me like a road sign

And my heart was broken but it sold fine

Couldn't ever know, I'm just some old wine

Hope you're doing well, hope you're chillin' in the daytime, now

She end up slidin' 'cuz she beggin' for a late night

No one was around her in the daytime

She was schemin', hidin', actin' like a canine

Gentle but she got a lil' something for the waist side

And I can't deny it, I'm a sucker for her waistline

I was chiefin', she was stealing berries from the grapevine

And if that leaves a sour taste, well, you can take mine

Such a shame but baby, we don't waste time

It's mister business flipper, wine just turn to grapes

Fruits of the labor just gimme more time today

Springin' much better, I'm flippin' it all to May

Gotta put in effort, 'cuz donuts are looking glazed

Gotta put in effort, 'cuz hell is the place of birth

Call that shit a dead end, rose with a lesson

Weak as fresh starts, you know the shit keep me tempted to move

Lemme come through with the new view

Do with the voodoo, vision go poof

Zone like nigga, I got a good alley-oop

Add another pass, we ain't worried 'bout a hoop

Net is the water, the pussy be gettin' loose

Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump, jump, jump

She end up slidin' 'cuz she beggin' for a late night

No one was around her in the daytime

She was schemin', hidin', actin' like a canine

Gentle but she got a lil' something for the waist side

And I can't deny it, I'm a sucker for her waistline

I was chiefin', she was stealing berries from the grapevine

And if that leaves a sour taste, well, you can take mine

Such a shame but baby, we don't waste time