Jay Critch - Something Special

(Soon as I met you)
(Soon as I)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Soon as I met you)
(Soon as I met you)

Soon as I met you
I'ma put it on my schedule
I gotta get next to ( I got to get next to)
Lemme show you what a vet do
I could take you out that tech suit
Buy you something special

(Ay, ay) girl you something special
And I don't move like the rest do (like the rest do)
I ball like the ref do (I ball like the ref do)
I ain't here to stress you, no
That's what your ex do (ex do)
Let me start by saying

Goddamn you're mamma blessed you (Goddamn)
When you move like that I'm like
Can I please touch and caress you? (Touch and caress you)
Lay-up and stretch you
Shorty got the best juice (shorty got the best juice)
Mommy you should get in the ride

Mommy you should put that stress to the side (put that stress to the)
I know she thinking that I'm just like the rest of these guys (like the rest of these guys)
But I'm thinking she should let me inside (she should let me inside)
I know she down to ride (I know she down to ride)
I was broke ain't gon' lie
Why would I not get right

Make the racks multiply (make the racks multiply)
And she stacked to the sky (she stacked to the)
That's the shit that I like
She say I'm her type of guy
Bitches hatin' but they
Ain't heard no reply (they ain't heard no reply)
They ain't heard no reply (they ain't heard no reply)
(But that's my baby girl though)

If you ain't know I'ma let you know now (I'ma let you know now)
You the queen and they gon' come for your crown (they gon' come for you)
We gon' fast forward
And won't ever slow down (no no no no)
In that foreign, fast forward
It won't ever slow down
In the fast lane, fast lane
You plottin' the money

He think it's a game, that rocket be on me (rocket be on me)
I bump in the rain, she riding my pony (she riding my pony)
She drive me insane
When she put it on me
She say it drive her insane
How women be on me (how women be on me)
And I like my babe
So I leave 'em lonely

The way I played the game
Was thinking I'm Kobe (thinking I'm Kobe)
Then she came my way
Had to get my trophy like (had to get my trophy like)

Soon as I met you
I'ma put it on my schedule (put it on my)
I gotta get next to (i gotta get)
Lemme show you what a vet do
I could take you out that tech suit
Buy you something special (yeah)

Girl you something special
And I don't move like the rest do
I ball like the ref do
I ain't here to stress you, no
That's what your ex do
Let me start by saying

Goddamn you're mamma blessed you (Goddamn)
When you move like that I'm like
Can I please touch and caress you? (Touch and caress you)
Lay-up and stretch you
Shorty got the best juice (shorty got the best juice)

Tell these other niggas wait up
We argue, then we fuckin'
Then we make up (and then we make up)
Told my girl she the baddest
Without her make-up (without her make-up)
If I can't get it and she need it
I'm gonna take for her (true true)
And she know that's how I came up (hey)

Aye, coming hard
Tell me 'cause I can see all the fake love (I can see all that fake love)
Superwoman, she flip packs
Count racks, and I'm glad
'Cause I ain't the type to save her
And I'm coming at they neck though (hey)

If he disrespect Tango commin' with a Tecc though
I was a dog but she took me to the vet, though
At first I wanted to just swipe
Like a metro
But girl you got me feeling
Put that on set though (on a set though)

New guy from the get-go (from the
I ain't tryna let go (I ain't tryna let go)
I want it all, Ferrari
No Corvette though (skrrt skrrt)
I can't even fly first class
I need a jet though (yeah)
Just wanna ball like Jordan
Yeah, I'll test slow (yeah, I'll test slow)

See I'm tryna give you the world
My ex keep hatin' but fuck it
She not my girl
(Said fuck it she not my girl)
Said fuck it she not my girl
(Said fuck it she not my)

Soon as I met you
Imma put it on my schedule
I gotta get next to
Lemme show you what a vet do
I could take you out, that text you
Buy you something special

Girl you something special
And I don't move like the rest do
I ball like the ref do
I ain't here to stress you, no
(That's what your ex do)

God-God dang you're mamma blessed you
Can I please touch and caress you? (touch and caress you)

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