Melty

[Chorus]x2
Kinda busy and I
Feel ya wave, fuck face gettin fizzy and we
In this place again
Fuck being your friend, let me take you home for a one-one

[Verse 1]
Stop, so what you saying girl, uh
I been ridin round town in this plenty world
Heard you got a boyfriend, well that’s cool
Cos baby I ignore the rules baby, aye...
I lose friends and make friends, lose them and hate friends...
And what’s a God to a man, what’s a want to a plan, gosh to be damned, feel me if you understand
Coat or jacket, tote?
Let’s roll, there’s nothing here for me or yourself so let’s go
The friends you know, they seeming warm til’ it gets cold
Then showing there colours like Set’s thrown...
Take ma hand, a real nigga said that he wants you he never lie
It feels bigger than if you trust him just take a stride well or not cos it’s ya life like

[Chorus]x2
Kinda busy and I
Feel ya wave, fuck face gettin fizzy and we
In this place again
Fuck being your friend, let me take you home for a one-one

[Verse 2]
You got a man, you got him at all sorts, at all-So and what’s the plan?
You gotta stand
You feel like if you leave then you won’t find love but you’re not in fact
Your logic’s bad, cos you don’t know what love is; how you overcome if your stuck in Traff?
There’s nothing back there, I tell you what you should do, you should cut the “would” like a lumberjack
Under wraps, just tell him you need space or another man, shit get your luggage packed
Wonderland, nah forreal there ain’t no coming back, I’m spectacular
One on one I can battle with the rest of em
Whip tonne, huh, there’s suttin in the breast stroke
I’ma tell you how it is huh
We can make, 6, break, grip-vroom

[Chorus]x2
Kinda busy and I
Feel ya wave, fuck face gettin fizzy and we
In this place again
Fuck being your friend, let me take you home for a one-one

[Verse 3]
Heard you got a couple things you could show...
I could tell it though
Said that you can put on game if I wanna know
Where do I enroll?
Back to the pro-gramme
Slap like the beat in ya Tame, that crash wit’ the heat in ya chain uh
Bring it back, when you leave, bring it ‘gain yup
What ever it be you need you’re spade uh
What ever it be I need my space...
But not for too long woadie
Cos I don’t wanna be alone, I’m 23 in 4 months
Maybe we can talk lunch and

[Chorus]x2
Kinda busy and I
Feel ya wave, fuck face gettin fizzy and we
In this place again
Fuck being your friend, let me take you home for a one-one