Mali V - No Options (Young & Dating) Lyrics

I just want a little conversation, but tonight you ain't really got a option
I know you like to change up the topic, I get triggered when you calling me toxic
On your stories said you need a vacation
Word, let's take a trip to the tropics
Wait, why you got me on a block list
Fix that now, you gon' have me on hot shit

Meet me at Givenchy, we can talk
Archive clutch bag with the dogs
F*ck around, pull up with the sharks
I ain't talking bout the shoes that you walking

Ain't enough, then I Christian Dior you
You know it ain't nothing to spoil you
It's still voicemail when I call you
It's all good after I f*ck, I ignore you

Hit your friends when I see em cordial
We ain't together, so you can't say I dogged you
Your last nigga did nothing for you
You said that your new nigga bore you

Red wine, get a glass, let me pour you
Two cups, got you feeling real lusty
Double D's, more ounce than the cups be
Got me hard, how you squeezing to touch me

She wanna f*ck, she ain't even gotta say it
42 got me feeling real faded
Hit shuffle, got my songs in the playlist
Back shots, got my thumb in her anus

Get dressed and I'm going for the weekend
Number blocked, small chance of a speaking
Keep a bitch, I don't ever gotta depend
Pinky ring like I jumped in a deep end

I just want a little conversation
But tonight you ain't really got a option
I know you like to change up the topic
I get triggered when you calling me toxic

On your story said you need a vacation
Word, let's take a trip to the tropics
Wait, why you got me on the block list
Fix that now, you gon' have me on hot shit

Call my side bitch, she just move to Soho
We in Nobu, eating tofu
That's local, confident she the type to approach you
But she's loco, and she trap so she know what I'm into

And she's simple, back dimple
Sunday, pack bags cause I'm leaving
Then it's back downtown so I'm speeding
Hit the gas, 120 on the E-Way

Gotta see my queens bitch, it's a B-Day
Four lane switch when I hit the freeway
No toast cause I took me to freeway
I like the way she calling me baby

But I'm scared she want me to give her babies
Thick thighs and her throat real crazy
F*ck like a freak but she move like a lady
Hit the store for some chocolate and condoms

Cause if I slip, man it's gon' be a problem
If I lose her, it's nothing but a number
If she lose me, that'd be a fumble

I got a bitch for every occasion
Short brown skin, she Jamaican
With a little spice like Cajun
But it's cool cause I'm young and I'm dating

Yo V, it's Bobby
Szzn said bring your ass to the studio now man
We 40 minutes in and the other artist is getting impatient
Bro, she's paying $40 an hour

Aight yo, one