Right Under My Nose

[Verse one]

I'm at this party right (right) right up off 49th
Middle of the hood but all the shorties was looking right
This one group in the corner popping bottles like
All 5'8" and up I'm talking model types
I walk up like "Hi, I'm Sebastian"
She like "stop fronting nigga i know your cousin, your name Chill I heard your song on the radio all through the summer but lately they don't play you though"
I'm like ok you you did ya research
She like "my girl mess with hank see it was team work. i've know him since middle school you see we go back, he funny as hell on twitter talking bout coke rap"
I said yeah he fucks with pusha t but, enough about him what about me or
Should i say we lets get out of this place
Go grab a bite to eat that put a smile on her face
Thinking we can hit a diner or maybe something finer?
She like "i know this ill restaurant on chestnut"
Hopped in the whip, turned some of my music on
Her phone ringing off the horn that shit was drawin
No spots at the bar she said "get a booth, in the cut so nobody will disturb the grove"
Said before the drinks came could she be excused, "gotta powder my nose sorry for being rude"
I text hank to see what was the deal with her
He like "oh shit nigga you still wit her?"
Before i could text back she back at the booth
Followed by the waiter with some rounds of the goose
So we took a couple shots. and a couple more. and a couple more
And a couple more. you know how I do, ask me what I'm trying to
Said "keep it real cause she hate being lied to"
Sniff like she got a little cold
I gave her my hoodie like yo it's time to roll
It's time to go, back to your spot or
We can rent a room back shots on the top floor
I laughed it off like i was playing
She said "you can take me home but your not staying"
Jumped out the whip when we got to her pad
Thats when the coke dropped out of her bag
Right under my nose