[Hook x2] I'm 'bout to get it right now All these motherf**ers wonder how All the pretty girls love the style And they wonder if he well endowed On stage tryna feel my dick from the crowd [Verse 1: Logic] Come on baby girl, tell me what you want, I got what you need Said she independent, so don't get offended if she leave I said I won't get offended I'll just get some Fendi And repress my emotions and material sh** that can be a distraction p**y and money, sometimes I feel the satisfaction 'Til I spend that bread and bust that nut and now I'm back, son After the damage is done Rearrange the game and let 'em know your name [Hook x2] I'm 'bout to get it right now All these motherf**ers wonder how All the pretty girls love the style And they wonder if he well endowed On stage tryna feel my dick from the crowd [Verse 2: Logic] You know the drill, come on you know the deal If my shorty acting up, I'll wife swap like Uncle Phil Moving at the speed of sound, let's slow it down and keep it trill Yeah we keep it real, k** 'em with kindness and not the steel Yeah, we livin' it up You know that this is my everything, I'm never givin' it up All the time, all the- all the time (yeah we do it) And now I feel like I wanna keep going, my cards never showing Don't know what's in hand I love my fans, but this here girl want me, tell me I'm the man, I know I am But never acknowledge it Touring the country, I'm loving these colleges Touching more p**y than a gynecologist Study her body like I'm a biologist, with no apology Baby girl follow me She got low, blow my kiss of criminology And she be loving the way I be flowing And I know the infatuation is growing If you catchin' feelings you better be slowin' it down Cause we both know what happens when that love come around You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you, I want you to be mine Maybe one day it will be, but I don't have the time [Hook x2] I'm 'bout to get it right now All these motherf**ers wonder how All the pretty girls love the style And they wonder if he well endowed On stage tryna feel my dick from the crowd [Verse 3: Logic] Shorty say she love me and she know every word To every song on every mixtape "When your album droppin'? Tell me which date Everything you say to me, I can relate The fact that we met right here, right now on this night, it must be fate" Now I'll be damned, time moves so fast Couple months back, I had a meeting with my last Reminiscing about love, discussing matters of the past Looking in them eyes, but I'm thinking 'bout that a** I took her for coffee, she took me for granted Now I show no emotion and my shorty can't stand it And now you know I'm on my grind, I keep my exes in line like 'tic tac toe' And I finally got 'em all up out my vision However, I'm all they see when they turn on the television [Hook x2] I'm 'bout to get it right now All these motherf**ers wonder how All the pretty girls love the style And they wonder if he well endowed On stage tryna feel my dick from the crowd