YoungButConnected - Celebrating Barbies

What
What
What
Like, is this, is this what

I don't even know what I'm doing
Like, is this, is this what
I don't even know what I'm doing
I don't even know what I'm doing

I don't even know what I'm doing
Like, is this, is this what
Pulling on his feet as they get his close, get wet, breaking the body, cause when I'm
done, I be looking like a smooth Maserati

Shhh
Stay telling everybody my business, huh
What
They stressing as if they next day's in an exam

I'm testing these floors to know where they both be
Like, inventory's bought by the blue bottle slice of life
Like, I've always been less than time to party
But Dusty's in

Shhh
Some burn lips, he tongue-tied
Kissing by the pool body with a lifeguard
On this side, I know he's stressed and wearing that lip

But I, but I, I got the pink on my boy's Bluetooth speaker
On fresh groceries, on my way to pick out these cars for the trip
I got the pink on my boy's Bluetooth speaker
On fresh groceries, on my way to pick out these cars for the trip

I got the pink on my boy's Bluetooth speaker
I got the pink on my boy's Bluetooth speaker
And even if I cared, I would've seen it
Blue moon, got bad bunnies workin' on a broad with some type

Bottle bitch, heard he like it when I ride a lick
It's never been my place, so wanna slut it up
It's where he got my info, sneakin' through my timelines
Fuck my roster, or actin' like you can't even let me go

Grindin' on a thug like Big Heavy
If it's a sub, then bitch, you better get ready
Like, don't it fuck raw, or nah, I'm not hittin' it raw
Not tryna get involved, that party bus be callin' me back

If it's not safe, I'm not involved
Not bein' shy, Steve, don't think I'm crazy
Even if I'm crazy for you, like you know I'm your obsession
It's just what you do

I'm so smooth with my moves, and I got an attitude
Sensational session, you keep on upstickin' the stakes
Like my mentions, bunnies try to cover mentions
Bunnies try to cover me, how does it feel to be someone's bottom

He stay by me, everything, I tell him nicely
I got the money to spend, my pockets thickening
I don't even care about the materials
though I buy my own cereals

Remember that I'm minimalistic, even if it's pick tight
Not gonna bug baby boy, so fuck it up
Get it right, get it right, get it tight, get it tight
Never even had to get the subs right

Written by:
Terrell Brown

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