Poly with a Queen

I'm liking this chick, she like, going out Sun's out, buns out

Mystery lady, she a movie Knives out, uh, uh

Make that bread, we took a different route I got no Glock, but I'm still

Popping out, I'm popping off Hard work, no days was called off

Slatt shit, I'm up for real That's like Adderall, uh, uh

She was there when I was up But she was out during my fall

Affection withdrawals, yet I pick myself up like we used to

Pick up our drawers Ring, ring, ring

She not answering my calls Word, that's cool

I show real emotion, that's my fault Guess I'm the fool