I've been running, tryna find me something to lose
I feel it coming on the daily and I see that it's you who really want me
It's you that really want me, yeah
I ain't found you yet sound the jet
Sound the alarm I'm surrounded by farms
You in the city with them big ass titty's
My dick in yo stomach I'm feeding you plenty
Rihanna got Fenty, Cocaine got Brittney
I'm John with linen I'm far from finished
I gotta get it, I gotta get it
I gotta get it, I gotta get it
Got no time to waste on her skin like I'm Olay
In my bag just like it's Lay's
Told her legs to go both ways
You ain't seen me in some days
Too busy tryna get paid
In that pussy had to graze
Looks like Samson cut his fade
Where you been?
I've been running, tryna find me something to lose
I feel it coming on the daily and I see that its you who really want me Its you that really want me, yeah
I've been running, tryna find me something to lose
I feel it coming on the daily and I see that
It's you that really want me its you that really want me, yeah