R&B Shit

[Verse 1: J.I the Prince of N.Y]

Yeah, she got me on some R&B shit

Eyes closed, movin' like I never see shit

Rubbin' on my waves while we fuckin', got you seasick

You know I love it when we fuckin', I be speechless

Cancel appointments just so I can have you waitin' on it

Need you to ride it like you put a down payment on it

'Cause I know he was so wrong to you

And I ain't tryna make no song for you, but you got it

Gotta stop fuckin' on Lena, fell in love with Cristina

Fuck with both of those bitches, but they don't buss it like Nina

Was 'bout to hit up Selena

'Cause you made me wait so long for you

I only keep you company, don't tell your friends you fuckin' me

Harassin' all my bitchеs, tryna make 'em feel uncomfortably

You bring up what I did, but you can't bring up what you done for mе

You should tell me what's so wrong with you

[Chorus: J.I the Prince of N.Y]

And I wish I could freeze time

So we could travel to the past and we can rewind

And I wish I could freeze time

I'ma put a new AP on your wrist for the meantime

[Verse 2: J.I the Prince of N.Y]

Yeah, we could travel to the past, I can fuck you in the twenties

We gon' have rich sex, show you how to make this money

You like bringin' up the past, so I find it kinda funny

I'ma take you back in time so I can teach you how to love me

Oh, and I ain't tryna make it on your blocklist

I'm the one who put you in Dior 'cause you would shoplift

I'm not ashamed to say the love we have is toxic

Just another ghetto love story with a plot twist

We should get attached with no strings for the night

I remember when you used to be my fling for the night

When you wit' him, I pray you don't do those things that I like (Oh-oh)

Yeah, she got me on some R&B shit

Travel to the past just to take you out your cleavage

I could show you how to live life for the weekend

On some freak shit

[Chorus: J.I the Prince of N.Y]

I wish I could freeze time

So we could travel to the past and we can rewind

And I wish I could freeze time

I'ma put a new AP on your wrist for the meantime

[Refrain: J.I the Prince of N.Y]

That's if you feelin' like you need time

'Cause lately I've been feelin' like you really need time

And lately I've been feelin' like we really—

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

You know I don't trust bitches, yeah

And niggas ain't gettin' no money, they just got it for the meantime

I ain't no fuckin' role model, ah

My favorite rapper was a drug dealer, probably why I sold dimes

Don't show no love, my nigga

Love'll get you killed, that's why I show love so different

My wrist covered in VV's (VV's)

And I don't even think they know what VV means, yeah

Lately I've been feelin' like I need time

She left her heart with someone else and now she need mine, yeah

Talking 'bout her body count, I know that she lyin', yeah

Whatever she tell you, multiply it by three times

But I squeeze it and I leave in the night (Squeeze it and I leave in the night)

I buss down the face and that's how I freeze time

And they just make it up like Maybelline (And she make it up like Maybelline)

I put your ass in Amiris, took you out of them Levi's

And I bulletproof the Maybach, you only see blinds

Took your ass to Eliantte, your diamonds don't need light

If you finesse me more than once, then I must be blind

But I was only sixteen, that was, like, my first time

The G Lock on me hold like seventeen but (Yeah)

I still keep one in the head so I got eighteen inside it

And my young niggas don't fight, yeah

(And my young niggas don't fight)

Always keep one nine right by my side

But on your free time

I can put Chanelly on your waist, but can I please have some me time?

Freeze time, put a new AP on your ass for the meantime

That's if you feelin' like you

[Outro]

Boy, you got me caught up

Yeah, you got me caught up

I don't wanna