Lyrics: Tyrique Sampson/Samuel Moffatt/Felix Cunningham Ward Music: Tyrique Sampson/Samuel Moffatt/Felix Cunningham Ward Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell Wah u tell me……. Wah u tell me? Wah u tell me? Wah u tell me? Wah u tell me? wah u tell me? Wah u tell me? Wah u tell me? Lazy days Dont mean my gs dont get paid Militant highkey in my phase Im not likely off my face Them man are slimy im switching lanes Dont need tracky its jeans today Im that guy in the fleece okay Im being keen today, yo See i gotta see your ways Way before i make moves in the game I aint even deeping her name Its you i think about all day For you ill take bus or train And i know that you cant complain Aint a sidewards ting im moving straight I swear dem man are moving late Whatever you wanna tell me You can tell me or not If its healthy You can show me or not You wanna help me I can show you my spot If you tell me, uh Whatever you wanna tell me I can tell your my guy You wanna tell me I can see it in your eyes Dont gotta tell me You can write me or text me or mail me Im far away you cant smell me If you aint got my number dont bell me Do you like it or not you gotta tell me You can write me or text me or mail me You cant buy me, trade me or sell me If you love me just tell me its healthy uh Its healthy You can write me or text me or mail me uh