Nani Layilaa - Mad Random

Trouble me with an ulterior motive
Double up because Superior knowing
Double cupping solo, call me tomorrow
Smooth and silky
I be into my mode, I'm a la mode
Show me a photo
Not no pictures in a group I don't want'em
You the cutie or the one in the corner
He a groupie and he here for the moment
You ain't gon' trouble me

I'm a lot to deal with (I'm a lot to deal with)
When you got nothing to do (When you got nothing to do)
And you ain't ever really deal with
A bitch that got a lot to do
Nah, Yeah
And yeah I know you wanna feel things (Know you wanna feel things)
Sometimes I wanna feel'em too (Sometimes I wanna feeler too)
But I don't ever really feel things
I hope you feel the point of view

I'm lit right now
Check up on the time
Look at my wrist right now
Year 2020, so I check my phone
I'ma need a Uber cause I can't drive home
You gon' need to move it cause you act like me
Step into a bag and get a check like me
Only getting head like you a neck like me
Clapping for a nigga like he got litefeet
Oh no

Well I'm past that
Pull up, up on you I wax that
Mrs. Miagi I'm that mastered
Mixing the liquor I'm that plastered
Shut up and drive and don't ask questions
Only because I ain't got answers
Happier knowing we mad laxed
Catching a vibe off a bad rep
You mad random

And I, always
Tell them like them when love is not in my planner got damn it
I don't why they always come around
When they feel that they need somebody
I'm so understanding

Baby let me take walk
Go and walk this liquor off
Only knew you in the hotel
You remember that
Put you in the spotlight
You don't get your just due
She don't do you justice
You can send me just nudes
Hard alcohol, just us and a tough proof
Tough that you only catch the woody til the buzz through
Listen to you your toy story only cause she love you
I was in that spot once
I was looking dumb stupid
Get you to my spot once
Give it to you dumb stupid
Now he acting dumb stupid
Guess the nani dumb stupid.
I can't ever love you and
I'm some trouble you another man
Yeah Yeah
Cause I'm a lot to deal with (I'm a lot to deal with)
When you got nothing to do (When you got nothing to do)
And you ain't ever really deal with (You ain't really ever deal with)
A bitch that got a lot to do
Nah, Nah

I'm past that
Pull up, up on you I wax that
Mrs. Miagi I'm that mastered
Mixing the liquor I'm that plastered
Shut up and drive and don't ask questions
Only because I ain't got answers
Happier knowing we mad laxed
Catching a vibe off a bad rep
You mad random

Mad random
Mad random
You mad random
You mad random
You mad random
You mad random

Written by:
Naajiya Harrison

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