LETRAFor However LongBryson Tiller

You, oh, you
You on my mind
True, woah, oh
Was that enough, baby, baby?
You know that's true
Yeah, I was waitin', I was waitin' on you
Baby, I was waitin' on you

Bless up
There's some bad bitches out there that I really wanna sex up
They'll probably only let me fuck 'cause I'm next up
Got me feeling like a nigga now, yes sir
Running through 'em, looking for a down bitch
It's like looking for them hitters on SoundClick
Hoping someone else ain't already killed it
Wait up, for real, you exclusive? I found it

Baby, say it's true
I don't wanna have to wait on you
These are things I gotta say to you
Make me feel irreplaceable, baby
'Cause I can't call it
You fuck with other niggas, I won't even bother
Young poppa, tell 'em who taught you
Let me put my stamp on it
Let me crop all them other niggas out the picture
I say: Fuck them other niggas

Won't you say it with me?
Hey, my homeboy left the crib to me, baby, you should stay with me
For as long as I'm here, baby, that's okay with me
Shit, for as long you want, baby, that's okay with me
For as long you want, baby, that's okay with me

How does it sound, sound?
Fuck it, girl, come spend the night with me
Say whatever, just don't lie to me (love)
Stepping out, know I want you on the side of me (yeah)
Mama, you could come work full-time with me (oh yeah, yeah)
Roll through in the Beamer, get inside 'till the wheels fall off
That's how long you can ride with me, yeah
That's word to Stephen Garrett, come ride with me

Yeah, yeah, woah
Say it one more time for you
These are things I gotta say to you
Make me feel irreplaceable, yeah, yeah