Lyrics: Joshua Williams
Music: Joshua Williams
saw her on the block i’m like damn, shorty bad on sight
you my favorite type so
what you doing tonight?
she said, “I am not a type
but i got a light”.
i said, “ayyo alright -
let’s get back on flight.”
we drove to that noodle spot
in Bloomfield
had a sing-a-long in the whip
it was too real …
how do you feel?
is this how extra smooth feel?
shoot,
i could prolly go out for a few meals …
she look cold in sundresses, blue heels,
no concealer
keep it real
plus she she got booty
that give grown men chills
what you working glutes?
can i work on you?
what you got a circle?
can they work it too?
you said i didn’t deserve you
i never wanted to hurt you
you said i didn’t deserve you
i never wanted to hurt you
i’m a New York nigga upstate
hit Pittsburgh
timber, had a fling with a ginger
fall in love like a nigha thinking with his dick first,
if she didn’t dip then i prolly woulda picked her
everybody dip, everybody dip fingers
i was outside with the fools and the bingers
i met a shorty from Carrick on tinder
didn’t want to blip her,
cuz she felt like sister ...
and I’m that Mister
who went to jail cuz my heart was a blender
young dumb on the run from my in-ner
now im in this bish like a real contender
sent her,
a hand written letter
she sent me one back with her lips on the paper …
this the type of shit a nigga pray for
kinda like all 40 acres
you said i didn’t deserve you
i never wanted to hurt you
you said i didn’t deserve you
i never wanted to hurt you