FINE

[Verse 1: Izye] I’m outside, I’m poppin out on the scene My phone on DND, I'mma leave yo' ass on seen I'm with my bestie, she weaning off old dude I wonder, why she crying? 'Cause she's a baddie too! Like can you name a thing he did for ya? I know he cute, but is he really for ya? One day you’ll wake up and say hallelujah (Hallelujah), hallelujah Are we looking at the same, same, same dude? (Girl, that's him?) 'Cause it don't add up (You can do better than that) You be sitting there cry, cry, crying (Whatchu crying for?) You call that love? [Chorus] You could choose any guy To be by your side You look fine, you look fine You could choose any guy To be by your side You look fine, you look fine [Post-Chorus] Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine [Verse 2: Baby Tate] Math ain’t mathing to me You a bad bitch, he got bad energy Bad habits and baggage is blasphemous That boy is cancerous, no shade Fuck that nigga, get paid You’re here too late, your body too cold Girl, look at that face, you fine shit Don’t you know you fine shit? That boy that you vibe with Lowkey make me nauseous You the prize bitch, you know you the prize, bitch You can have anybody, just open up your eyes yeah Ain’t you sick of that shit? Get a bigger bag, sis Need a microscope to get a pic of that dick No shade, no tea, no pink lemonade, just cream Cash rules everything round me ‘Cause I’m F to the I-N-E [Chorus] You could choose any guy To be by your side You look fine, you look fine You could choose any guy To be by your side You look fine, you look fine [Post-Chorus] Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine Yeah, you lookin' fine, you lookin' fine