Seventy-seven degrees in this city tonight Nothing else on my sleeve, pride and feelings aside Too many thoughts, too many issues Too many nights I go to deprived Too many nights without a kiss from you Won't even think to say good night this time
Baby, let me, let me guess Know you ain't alone, you probably with your ex-doll She thinks it's current, what a fucking mess, you You hit her raw and hit me with a text Where the fuck you at? Stirring up commotion, why you worry? I'm steady poppin' shit I do it well I I never ask for much, I know you heard me I got no problem slidin' by myself instead Havin' motion Give it up for love and devotion I thought that it was me that you wanted I'm caught in the heat of the moment, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Seventy-seven degrees (Degrees, degrees)
I'm always on your time, yeah (Yeah, yeah) I hope you really mine, I be movin' on your (On God) , yeah Okay, arch that back, let me show you how it get (Ooh) Can no pretty boy have you feelin' like this (Ooh) I'm a gangsta, she like the way that I choke her when we kiss (Ooh) I got a technic service with the blick (On God) I'm cold hearted but I still show her love I ain't finna share you girl, you know that's a dub She say she outside with her friends and it's up That good dick'll make her leave the club I can't even hide it I got feelings for you (Feelings for you) If they ever play, you know I'm drillin' for you (Drillin' for you) , yeah Girl, I got more chopsticks than Tao and Nobu Cover you in diamonds like a real one 'posed to Huh, I'm just movin' how a real one move You make my day whenever you send me nudes Broke your heart a thousand times and you still come through I'm a FaceTime away, you know I'm comin' to
Seventy-seven degrees in this city tonight Nothing else on my sleeve, pride and feelings aside
Compositores: Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph (21 Savage), Mariah Buckles, Christopher Gibbs, Tanner Ott ECAD: Obra #42358718