New Tennis (feat. molow)

A minute, she give me a minute Back on it and I'm with it, yeah The window tinted, Florence feel like a lieutenant I'm still independent, yeah I drove the car, she hate me, she love me, like let me know She wanna tie the knot, but I don't think I'm ready though She my biggest fan, say she play me on her radio Baby, I'm in town, yeah I put you on my schedule, oh Blushin' soon as you walked in the door Nothing you can't get from me for sure Bussin, she look good from head to toe Now, something on my mind, I'll let you know I'm met the bitch downtown and told her to hop in the Jeep I f*ck her then drop her off, she come back over late night, yeah she tryna creep, yeah I get fucked by the beat, niggas stuck in the house, don't come to the street Yeah, yeah Just f*ck that guy and his family, them niggas losing beat It ain't nothin', it ain't nothin I got her blushing, I got her crushin Smoking Russian', I'm jumpin' in this bitch, I get it jumpin A minute, she give me a minute Back on it and I'm with it, yeah The window tinted, Florence feel like a lieutenant I'm still independent, yeah I drove the car, she hate me, she love me, like let me know She wanna tie the knot, but I don't think I'm ready though She my biggest fan, say she play me on her radio Baby, I'm in town, yeah, I put you on my schedule, oh Blushing, soon as you walked in the door Nothing you can't get from me for sure Bussin, she look good from head to toe Now, something on my mind, I'll let you know Yeah, do you hate me or love me, just let me know Tryna sip this pain away, so I'm pourin' up four Yeah, but I don't really know if I love you though Got a new tennis chain, if your ex come around I'm gon' let it bang, got a FN to his face Pull up with that knocker, it's gon' hit Don't take him to the doctor, don't let him live Glock 19 on my hip, bitch, I got my stick You know it's gon' hit him, I'm gon' let it rip I don't f*ck with him, no Yeah, if he come around, I'ma let it blow You know that I be on go Do you hate me or love me, just let me know Yeah, just let me know Yeah, just let me know Yeah, do you hate me or love me, just let me know Tryna sip this pain away, so I'm pourin' up four Yeah, but I don't really know if I love you though Yeah, she wanna f*ck on me, she wanna come through Glock 19 with a beam, aim it at you Yeah, I'm just countin' bread, countin' up blue Bitch, I'm rolling sticky, but it ain't glue And I got some drank in my cup too And I'm doing this shit to get my mind off you