F4U

[Intro: Jodeci]

Said I'm fiendin' for you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you

(He's heatin' up)

Yeah

[Verse]

You know, they say it's always gon' be a badder bitch, but some reason, that don't apply to you

I can't even lie to you, these bitches bad, but just not as fine as you

They lookin' at me like, "How come I'm not outside with you?"

They lookin' at me like, "Who gon' make this nigga fold?"

Walkin' all in my line of sight, tryna find out who I'ma like

Let me show it to you

Let me hit her phone

Baby, hoes in here doin' pick and rolls

I know I said I was out with the bros, but I need you to go put different clothes on (I'm outside)

I don't know the difference between Swiss and provolone

But I know the difference between my bitch and these hoes

Got a nigga cheesin'

Not for any reason other reason other than

She borderline comedian

Stay on her lane while these bitches drive on the median (Damn)

Like it's 2012, I'm swervin' this ho, and I mean it (Swerve)

I'm showin' no mercy to hoes and I mean it

It's only you in this black Lamborghini

I feel like Bruce Wayne but I need a Selina

Done want a Batman, you happy to see it

Just give me that cat and I'm happy to eat it

I'm mad at you teasin' me

These bitches, they lack what I'm needin'

Let's keep it a rack, they not half of what she is, I swear

Won't be no mackin' for me

And I swear, won't be no casualties

And I swear, she a killer if he in the middle and move to the right

Twist to the center, my truest delight

I cannot be sleazy, provin' 'em right

Nah, huh

Better know I ain't come in here to go back and forth with no stare-downs, baby

'Cause— (Said I'm fiendin' for you)

And my roster just, you like eight or nine

Different hairstyles, baby (Said I'm fiendin' for you)

Well, if it's braided now

Or hair down, maybe, or curly or straight

You switch it up year-round

Two-strand twist, it ain't fair, now, baby (Said I'm fiendin' for you)

Chill

[Outro]

Hahah, nah, for real, you gotta chill (You look good in everything, what's goin' on?)

Chill out, you got all these bitches mad (I'm fiendin' for you)

But I only see you, so that don't even matter for real

Believe that (For real, huh)