(Yeayea, uh)
This the age we pay for our past shit, yeah, yeah
Never thought you'd settled for average, no, no
Heard your baby daddy a has-been, yeah, yeah
Why the f*ck you keep going back then? No, no
Must've thought about me in traffic, yeah, yeah
Must've noticed I'm in my bag then, yeah, yeah
No, my shawty cannot be average, no, no
Don't you hit me and tell me tap in
Deep in your soul, you cease to grow
It means you know, you keep it low
Shit, deep in my phone, I creep, I scroll
I see you go, I know that
It's deja vu
It's deja vu
It's deja vu
It's deja vu
Don't need no plans 'cause I got plans to kill
We off that Henny mixed with Chamomile
Wish we could jump from where we stand
Until we land on another planet
And you know just how I feel, feel, feel
Don't need no plans 'cause I got plans to kill
We off that Henny mixed with Chamomile
Wish we could jump from where we stand
Until we land on another planet
And you know just how I feel, feel, feel