Passenger Princess

[Chorus: Pamela Long]

Tell me (So, won't you tell me?), what you want me to do

'Cause baby, I'm waiting for your love, and–

Tell me (So, won't you tell me?), what you want me to do

'Cause baby, I'm waiting for your love, and–

[Verse 1: Aminé]

Your girl is my bitch, she stay on my hip, stick to me like glue (Stick to me like glue)

We fuck to the SZA, she love when it's in her, she not gonna snooze (Not gonna snooze)

I'm cummin' too fast, I'm on a half tab, that's not an excuse (Not an excuse)

Don't care 'bout your feelings, get bucks like I'm Lillard then blow it on you (Blow it on you)

She throwin' a fit and throwin' it back

You fuck with me once, you comin' right back

Just like my shows, you gеttin' a pass

Who is your ex? I'll give him a dap

Not threatеned by shit 'cause I'm killin' this shit

The head too good, that ass get a smack

My shawty my demon and angel

She worried 'bout angles, I'm worried 'bout racks

Huh, huh, huh, she cryin' in clubs, she sheddin' them tears

Huh, huh, huh, she not a white boy, she don't do the beer

Huh, huh, huh, I'm hittin' it raw, but we in the clear

Huh, huh, huh, I take you to Louis, he take you to Sears

She lives in my lap, she lookin' for blessings

The top too good, it's anti-depressing

I hit it whenever, that's side-nigga Heaven

She don't care who's who

Now her ex mad, boo-hoo

Fuck around with you

Merci beaucoup

[Chorus: Pamela Long]

Tell me (So, won't you tell me?), what you want me to do

'Cause baby, I'm waiting for your love, and–

[Verse 2: Smino]

(Baby)

We go back like some neck braids

I'm stickin' to your scalp, I stay trim like side fades (Uh)

Addicted to digging you deep, it escalate then I excavate (Dig it)

Been fuckin' for fifty-six nights just like that Future and ESCO tape (Oh)

I told her to turn off the lights, but not once did I dim my glow

Been puttin' you on this fly shit, word to Miyagi, she a dem a goat

This issey ain't no question, so I'm callin' it any Miyake

Mexico, gettin' my chips, I like to dip all my takis in guacy

Toxic environment when I pour more than them shots that you copped me

I get to stuntin' too hard

And don't let the blunt hit too hard

I'm 'bout to stand on a bar

And deal with The Shade Room tomorrow

Then back to me duckin' off in the hills, I been raisin' a dog

And from that, I learned to decipher the tones

That could belong to a bark

Sometimes, she mad 'cause I'm so aloof and she want me in involved (She do)

Sometimes, she hungry, sometimes, she jealous, sometimes, she wrong

Say life is a bitch, I guess I know more 'bout that bitch than I thought (Uh-uh, uh-uh)