Lyrics Way Too Fast - G Dot Rome

We moving way too fast
And I need you to slow
I wish you would calm down
I'm gone be in your city tonight
And I need weed when I touch down
And I'ma need you to be ready for rounds
We got the whole summer
She say she know me but she got my old number
Bitch I'm the wave
Designer shades, I can't even see if they onto something
Thinking you brave then come wit ya gang
Let's see who gone leave with the lesser number
She call me fake, and then call me baby
Flipping her moods like a Jesse White Tumbler
We moving way too fast
And I need you to slow
I wish you would calm down
I'm gone be in your city tonight
And I need weed when I touch down
And I'ma need you to be ready for rounds
We got the whole summer
She say she know me but she got my old number
Bitch I'm the wave
Designer shades, I can't even see if they onto something
Thinking you brave then come wit ya gang
Let's see who gone leave with the lesser number
She call me fake, and then call me baby
Flipping her moods like a Jesse White Tumbler

We can't post on the gram
Its easy for me to get caught on the gram
So I need you to slow down
Before I put an end to this
But I'm willing to do whatever to show yo ass I'm interested
My time ain't something you can waste
I'm not that last nigga you was with
Don't touch my heart, just touch my dick
My heart to hard to handle
She want me to cuff, can't grant her wish
I got ptsd from atlanta
I'm trying though
Seem like all the ones I love turn into my rival
Seem like love isn't love
Love is survival
Don't place my heart in your hand
I wish you could open your eyes and see that I'm on bullshit
You cry but nothing come out your eyes
You must be trying to fool me
They lie to get on my good side
They keep on trying to use me

We moving way too fast
And I need you to slow
I wish you would calm down
I'm gone be in your city tonight
And I need weed when I touch down
And I'ma need you to be ready for rounds
We got the whole summer
She say she know me but she got my old number
Bitch I'm the wave
Designer shades, I can't even see if they onto something
Thinking you brave then come wit ya gang
Let's see who gone leave with the lesser number
She call me fake, and then call me baby
Flipping her moods like a Jesse White Tumbler
We moving way too fast
And I need you to slow
I wish you would calm down
I'm gone be in your city tonight
And I need weed when I touch down
And I'ma need you to be ready for rounds
We got the whole summer
She say she know me but she got my old number
Bitch I'm the wave
Designer shades, I can't even see if they onto something
Thinking you brave then come wit ya gang
Let's see who gone leave with the lesser number
She call me fake, and then call me baby
Flipping her moods like a Jesse White Tumbler