Throwback

Talk bout it Talk bout it Talk bout it (cy, ay, ay, ay) Got a lotta tings But I swear that you my favorite Girl I only see the real you when you naked Take the clothes off Tryna see what you were made with Take the makeup off girl I'm tryna see you faceless F*ck the two-face sh*t Baby you a angel But you know your angles Meet me in Lc then I'm off on a tangent They won't understand it You poppin' like them Xannies Baby girl don't panic I see you posting all them throwbacks Girl you getting finer every summer you should know that Talk a lot of sh*t but baby I can take the blowback Tryna freeze the moment with you baby girl I'm Kodak (cy) I see you posting all them throwbacks Girl you getting finer every summer you should know that Talk a lot of sh*t but baby I can take the blowback Tryna freeze the moment with you baby girl I'm Kodak (DJ intermission) (Way too long you been talking bout it Be about it cll them other girls just talk about it You be about it Way too long when you gon' f*ck on me Freak on me Suck on me) (cy) Got a lotta tings But they know that you the wild one Makeup on the fenty and the fit is on designer Smelling like Chanel that make a n*gga wanna wife ya cngel wearing Prada bad as hell You f*ck my mind up (yea) You stay on my mind now Think that makes you mine now Meet me in NY now Saw the stories with your night out Things was poking right out Coulda took my eye out (cy) I see you posting all them throwbacks Girl you getting finer every summer you should know that Talk a lot of sh*t but baby I can take the blowback Tryna freeze the moment with you baby girl I'm Kodak (cy) I see you posting all them throwbacks Girl you getting finer every summer you should know that Talk a lot of sh*t but baby I can take the blowback Tryna freeze the moment with you baby girl I'm Kodak (cy)