Come Over

[Verse 1]
Vibes in my apartment
Kissing on my ear she don't know what she starting
Talking money over episodes of Martin
I go easy on her but she say I'm the hardest
In a couple hours we'll probably hit the party
Probably somewhere nice so do your best to dress accordingly
Patience is a virtue, I ain't trying to hurt you
I'm nervous, you nervous, who gonna make the first move
You like the baddest chick, she like, "You talented"
Looking at you and I'm seeing nothing average
I like your aura girl, I like your fashion sense
Will I see more of you? She said, "Well that depends"
Heavy vibes at my crib
Had Dane tell the girls at the show why I live
Girls taken aback, the shit we been doing since kids
New York City girl, this is how it is

[Chorus]
All these girls are Photogenic, but you're just so independent
And this club is just too crowded, I know you prefer some silence
We can listen to the rain, Cause the sky is looking cloudy
Fuck this weather, lets be lonely together
Come over
I think, you should come over
Come over
Come over, Come over, Come over

[Verse 2]
Me and you, yo we really like the opposites
I'm just into money, I ain't really with the politics
But you vibin' and I'm vibin' and it's obvious
Okay, I'm sorry, yes, tonight I'm an apologist
Roll a joint get straight to the point
Homie brought a couple Valium, so we out of it
Blurry ass night we have a lot of these
I spit philosophy, the black Socrates
I'm getting tired of these hoes cause they tiring
I need a girl I can watch SportsCenter with
I need a girl that can smoke all night
Cause too high is just something that I never get
I need a girl that's always on time
This sour jack got a nigga getting negligent
For some reason I can only think about you
Staring at you and it's evident

[Chorus]
All these girls are Photogenic, but you're just so independent
And this club is just too crowded, I know you prefer some silence
We can listen to the rain, Cause the sky is looking cloudy
Fuck this weather, lets be lonely together
Come over
I think, you should come over
Come over
Come over, Come over, Come over

[Verse 3]
To the pretty girls in the yoga pants
Who make me wanna slow dance
Who make me want to hold hands
It's not love, it's just romance
To the pretty girls with the brown hair
I just wanna have a drink witcha
I just wanna smoke a joint witcha
I just really wanna think witcha, find out where your mind's at
I like you aura girl, I like where your vibes at
Girl let's make a classic
Let's make something that they'll study in the history classes
And to the black girls with your pretty selves
Saying motherfuck a man, you don't need help
And to the blonde girls at the bar alone
If you don't got a ride I can take you home
I can take you home
I can take you home
I can take you home

[Chorus]
All these girls are Photogenic, but you're just so independent
And this club is just too crowded, I know you prefer some silence
We can listen to the rain, Cause the sky is looking cloudy
Fuck this weather, lets be lonely together
Come over
I think, you should come over
Come over
Come over, Come over, Come over

[Outro]