Take Me Up

[Chorus]
We strolled up to the party walked in that bitch late
Lil buddy at the door got pushed smooth out the way yeah
We did him bad homie, look lil Mama bad homie
Look at all that ass on her yeah
When she take me up on what I offer
I'mma blow a bag on her
Might spend my last on her
Throw designer tags on her
When she take me up on what I offer
I gotta have her bad homie
Liquor got a drag on me
Speech got a lil lag on it
When she take me up on what I offer
I gotta have her bad homie
Liquor got a drag on me
Speech got a lil lag on it

[Verse]
Ma I can’t lie I've been chiefin'
High as Hell I need some Jesus
All of my niggas been tweakin’
Rollin, Rollin, Rollin deeply
I was across the room comptemplating
On how to greet ya
You acting like you don't wanna be bothered
That gave me good enough reasoning
Oh baby yeah I got the sauce but it need seasonin'
Yeah it's so crazy
I think I'm in love and this shit's eating me
First sight some don't think it's true and I don’t either
Wasn’t no psych major but I'm swear I’m good at reading people
You're way deeper than your Backpage
As shallow as your cover
Only been with one true love
All respect goes to your mother
And the sterness of your daddy
Never letting a fuck boy touch ya
I got plans for me and you girl
Take my phone and add your number
I'mma call you in the morning
Put a ring next to your name
We got plans that have us touring across the ocean if you came
Then that'd be glorious
We’ll grow to be notorious
Faces 'cross big billboards and shit
Trying all different sorts of shit
Getting spots in The Source and shit
Nike may just endorse the kid for supporting good sportsmanship
But I ain't running game
So that there endorsement's so horse shit
We'll go joint on a mortgage
It's nice to meet you Lourdes
Damn, that wasn't here name!

[Chorus]
We strolled up to the party walked in that bitch late
Lil buddy at the door got pushed smooth out the way yeah
We did him bad homie, look lil Mama bad homie
Look at all that ass on her yeah
When she take me up on what I offer
I'mma blow a bag on her
Might spend my last on her
Throw designer tags on her
When she take me up on what I offer
I gotta have her bad homie
Liquor got a drag on me
Speech got a lil lag on it
When she take me up on what I offer
I gotta have her bad homie
Liquor got a drag on me
Speech got a lil lag on it

[Verse]
She take me up on what I offer
All she know is broken promises
So we gon start out slow
Mota puffs and vodka sips

Baby I feel like you're somebody I can be honest with
Some say I'm a dick but I'm like oh well if the condom fits

Hi my name is Lane
I'd like to thank you for acknowledgement
Favorite is pasta
Spirit animals a college kid
Two things I look for in women
Self awareness, common sense
Alright that's enough of that
Now on to a shot of this

I'm thinking you can be my girl
Baby that's not confidence
That's how I see the world
Its all mine
I can make it all yours
Yet you tell me I'm a dog
But here you are on all fours

We strolled up to the party walked in that bitch late
Lil buddy at the door got pushed smooth out the way yeah
We did him bad homie, look lil Mama bad homie
Look at all that ass on her yeah
When she take me up on what I offer
I'mma blow a bag on her
Might spend my last on her
Throw designer tags on her
When she take me up on what I offer
I gotta have her bad homie
Liquor got a drag on me
Speech got a lil lag on it