[Verse 1: Stoop Kid]
See moments like this I hate to exist
I stay to myself and I stay with a spliff
If cupid had missed then it's not meant to be
No aim at all, straight from the hip
This sh** straight from here though
Asterisk points at heart
Cla**ic points of interest
Brought to you in part by letters
L is how you look at me
O is only one I see
V's a Vicky, keep it a secret
E is eternal when you mean it
Who say Bublé ain't convienetent
He say, she say misconceiving
Disconnected signal weaken
Straight to voicemail on the weekends
When's it enough with you?
I can't get in touch with you
Wondering who touchin' you
Like who else really f** with you
If I'm the one then f** her too
You the one there's zero others
In my zone like cover two
But when we f** there's zero covers
I can't be no hero
Lazlo Bane I ain't no superman
I hear you loud and clear though
When I try to save you if I can
I mean no harm I promise
But can I be honest?
If your heart on the sleeve of your garments
Then how could you possibly guard it?
[Verse 2]
See it's moments like this when I know I can hit
You crying and hitting my phone up and sh**
He lying, he left you alone for some b**h
But you don't want dick, you want revenge
Probably gon' go back to him in the end
f** all the benefits, I don't do friends
We touchin', we loving', stop f**in' with him
So if you come through, it's just me and you
Leave it behind, let's earn our stripes
Let's make it official
Or never you mind, hitting my line for me to come get you
You seem to be fine, you always rewind, you always go back
You yellin' you hate him I knew you was lying, girl you was just mad
So
I wait till you mean it
I'll wait till I see it
I'll wait till you finish
While I'm so convenient
It's so inconvenient that you be pretending
You caught your boy slipping, I'm sleeping
But peeping my hotline is blinging
You tell me come through and I tell you I'm coming
You ask what I'm bringing
I'm bringing these condoms
And unlike your man I ain't brining you problems
I bring you some food if that sh** help the mood
And if you want to brew then I'm bringing a few
With dutchies and ganja it's simple as that
You riding it rolling it throwing it back
Moments like this when I come through to hit
You not meant to stress, you meant to relax