Boy, we way too grown for this shit
Boy, we way too grown for this shit
Yeah
I ain’t havin’ it (No)
Oh, you mad again? (‘Gain)
Don’t you make me put you on the couch again (‘Gain)
Don’t you make me kick you out the house again (Again, again)
On your ass I did have to get masculine (I did)
I ain’t havin’ it (No)
Oh, you mad again? (‘Gain)
Don’t you make me put you on the couch again (‘Gain)
Don’t you make me kick you out the house again (Again, again)
On your ass I did have to get masculine (I did)
Oh
Boy, we (Boy, we’re—) way too grown (Too grown) for this shit (For this)
Yeah (For this)
I gave you a heart that you can keep
You gave me the dick (dick) and gave the dick without the D (D)
If I had one wish, it’s be to practice what I preach (Yeah)
If I had one wish it’d be to keep this off IG (G)
Why you always steppen’ in the business about me? (Me)
Why you always wish I could be bitches I won’t be? (Be)
Everybody doing you, so only you a victim
Everybody doing you, like basses upon TikTok
Maybe it’s the booty that make you act sufficient
I don’t need to prove you that I ain’t no bitches (No, no)
We both really detonated and sleeping with the fishes
Let’s rewrite our story ’cause I ain’t that good with fiction
Oh, yeah
Boy, we’re (Boy, we’re—) way too grown (Too grown) for this shit (For this shit, oh)
Boy, we’re (Boy, we’re—) way too grown (Too grown) for this shit (For this)
[Teezo Touchdown:]
Look at me
I’m packing my stuff, I’m about to leave
We breakin’ up
You mean it this time, okay so do I
Make sure I’m sweet
I don’t wanna leave, my Charger and keys
My favorite club
Okay enough this sick energy
I’m at the club
I need you love, I need your touch
I need your time
I need your feet cuddling in mine (Baby, I need)
I need your feet cuddling in mine
I’m comin’ to you man-to-man
Hoping that you understand
I’m not perfect, I’ma make mistakes
I’ll do anything if you stay
[Doja Cat:]
Boy, we way too grown for this shit (Mm)
Boy, we way too grown for this shit