asphalt

[Intro]

(I'll see you in another life, yeah?)

(This song is fucking—)

[Chorus]

Yeah, shawty got me tweakin' off the bath salt

Yeah, leave his body leakin' on the asphalt

You can whisper in my ear if it's that bad stuff

I can't even talk, but I can't (Ahh)

You can't even talk down

Is she with us right now?

What money you talk about?

That just looks like my accounts

I know that you tweakin'

We hang out on the weekend

Ha, he mad, he seething

Yeah, I ain't gonna greet him

[Verse 1]

Can't fuck with that boy, no, no, no more

You're the king of biting, yeah, your ass a cobra

I would go, but my ass too busy to go up

Go up, throw up, he can see me at once

Can't fuck with that boy, ah, he gonna be mad

This ain't Call of Duty, real life, I'm gonna teabag

Yeah, you ain't listening, yеah, you just be sad

Your ass is so boring, what is that? Can I see that?

[Bridge]

What is that? Can I see that?

What is that? Can I see that?

What is that? Can I see that?

What is that? Can I see that?

[Verse 2]

I can't process what it all says

Stop that nonsensе, you can't touch this

Why you acting bug-eyed and dumb as fuck alone?

Yeah, I don't even speak for myself that below

[Chorus]

Yeah, shawty got me tweakin' off the bath salt

Yeah, leave his body leakin' on the asphalt

You can whisper in my ear if it's that bad stuff

I can't even talk, but I can't (Ahh)

You can't even talk down

Is she with us right now?

What money you talk about?

That just looks like my accounts

I know that you tweakin'

We hang out on the weekend

Ha, he mad, he seething

Yeah, I ain't gonna greet him