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Yes

Ain´t nobody heard from me, now they all worry
I leave the top off, I´m in a hurry
I´m in a, I´m in a, I´m in a, I´m in a hurry up, I´m in a hurry

I know I´m nice, you ain´t gotta admit it
Fuck all that hatin´ you sound like a critic
That boy be snitchin´ like playin´ quidditch
Please, do not park there or you´ll get a ticket
Just yesterday she found out I existed
I used to love her but now I´m indifferent
Now I´m efficient, now I just get it
I´ll get you off like you just got acquitted (I´ll get you off like you just got acquitted)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ayy, case closed
If I had money like Bezos
I´d put the whole damn world on my payroll (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna buy you a Tesla (Mm-hmm)
I´ll make it come with the extras (Yeah)
I´m on the top rope like a wrestler

´Bout to jump off on whoever, fuck ´em up
Yeah, yeah, ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh
You skatin´ on thin ice, baby (Yeah)
I´m comin´, just sit tight, baby (I got you, oh yeah)
Yeah, I got you (Yeah, I got you)

Ain´t nobody heard from me
Now they all worried
I love to talk but I´m in a hurry
I´m in a, I´m in a, I´m in a (Hurry up)
I´m in a (Hurry)

Hurry-up offense
Fuck all that nonsense
Two-minute drill, you gettin´ killed
I´m a soldier in the field
Bitch, I feel like Justin Fields

I feel like I´m on a pill
She not tall, she got on heels
Put her on a dollar bill
´Cause you the realest one ever (Ever)
Let´s get it together, I´m with it, whatever
However, whenever, I never say never
I never been fresher, I´m still gettin´ better
I put on a sweater, you know it´s that weather
I cut off the tether, I went Interstellar
I wrote you a letter, I love you forever
And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever
And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever

I love you, I love you forever, uh, yeah
I love you forever, I told you that
I love you, now I cannot hold it back
When I love you, it ain´t no goin´ back, oh
I love you but I´m gon´ need more than that

´Cause your love and my love don´t overlap
I circle back hopin´ I don´t relapse, oh
But it´s startin´ to feel like I´m overmatched
I´m deep in the pocket like quarterbacks
I´m back on the court like a cul-de-sac, oh, uh
It´s startin´ to feel like you so detached
I´m deep in a bottle of cognac
Just tell me that you do now want me, back, oh, oh, oh
You tearin´ apart all my cardiac
I´m startin´ to feel like a heart attack, oh, oh
Run it back, run it back