Late Night Messages

(album: Rolling Papers 2 - 2018)

Riding 'round thinking 'bout you
Thinking 'bout what I might do
Don't know what got into me
Probably 'cause you keep sending me
Them late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Keep sending them late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages

You always talking 'bout you know your worth
You through with searching 'round, you know what you deserve
He put you through some wild shit, that ain't me
You know what I'm about, you get just what you see
Ain't got no time for discussion, tryna get into something
Shawty hitting my phone saying she need it, she want it
At the house all alone ain't tryna be in the public
When I leave, say she still feel me in her stomach
She gon' tell you she love you, but she been with the kid
We get it popping, send a message like he leaving the crib
Like to smoke when I drive, roll some weed then I dip
Before I come through, she in the bed
And once I get over, I keep it going, don't stop
You show how much you love it when you get on top
Your mans coming home so we gon' keep the door locked
Been smoking and drinking his liquor, now we both hot
We fucking like we tryna catch feelings
Got you banging on the walls, girl, you shaking up the building
Baby girl, tell me what the deal is
Ain't nothing like them other guys, you fucking with the realest
Young Wiz

Riding 'round thinking 'bout you
Thinking 'bout what I might do
Don't know what got into me
Probably 'cause you keep sending me
Them late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Keep sending them late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages

Nothing's the same
Know I'm a player, come over play
I ain't with them games
Don't even call, I'm just coming over
Fresh off the plane
You gave him a try, he left your heart broke
But never again
It's starting to get late
I know what you want, but I ain't gon' judge you
That ain't the case
Send me a message, soon as I get it
Tell me erase it
Usually don't do this, know what you're doing
You ain't no lame
Are you ready for it? Are you ready for it?
Never bored, I'ma get my phone, press record
Girl, I'm grown so don't worry 'bout nobody knowing
It was good, I just had to see what you was doing
It's been a long time, but this thing ain't foreign
Give it to you hard, we fucking up the headboard
Switching up positions in the bed, we ain't boring
Taking you up in the sky, feel like you soaring
I was supposed to be writing songs but I'm in my low-low
When I'm

Riding 'round thinking 'bout you
Thinking 'bout what I might do
Don't know what got into me
Probably 'cause you keep sending me
Them late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Keep sending them late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages
Late night messages

'Cause when I say slide, you slide
And when you say ride, I ride
Keep a bad bitch by my side
And when I say go, you go
And when you say roll, I roll
You're the last one to hit my phone
In my car all alone