paroles de chanson STEERIN' AROUND - jantonomi

Gave you my number you already
Yeah, uh
Uh huh, Uh huh
Gave you my number you already
Just tapped, you're literally tapped
Ugh, I
Gave you my number you already locked in
I feel like me and you way out of options
Leavin' or going, well where was my options?
Gave you some earrings you already brought them
Damn
We usually bad at the talking then
Usually fed up with crosses damn
Smackin' 'em up like it's pots and pans (Pshh, pshh)
Shit, well I didn't know you felt backwards in it
Give 'em on up all my passes in it
You was in frame 'cause your ass was in it
I feel you feedin' the masses in it
Know that's my spot so we clashin' in it (Clashin' in it)
Well, just know that it's mine
Know that them suckas don't compare to mine
Gave you my heart but don't act like it's fine there
You couldn't keep it died there (Died there)
Went to the movies we tried there (Tried there)
You keepin' receipts and you seein' the truth
You keep on blushin' I'm staring at you
Don't it just seem so apparent to you
But all your wishes super daring to you (Yeah)
Don't compare it to you, I been outta the town
Know you at work when you clocking it out? (Out, out, out)
Had me some feelings I'm stomping 'em out
The price I could pay is a heavy amount
I gave you the clip could you clear it all out?
I pulled up to you but I'm steerin' around (Pshh)
Got in the whip and we steerin' around (Pshh)
Told you the truth, could you hear me all out?
Ugh, I
Gave you my number you already locked in (Yeah)
I feel like me and you way out of options
Leavin' or going, well where was my options?
Gave you some earrings you already brought them
Damn
We usually bad at the talking then
Usually fed up with crosses damn
Smackin' 'em up like it's pots and pans (Shit)

Well fuck it
I had to take a half-court for the bucket
Covering feels, you already does it
Move like the baker get hit with a dozen
Grabbed on your chest, I feel you puffin' up
Who's on the tape well it wasn't us
I'ma take risks for lottery
Apparently you is a part of me
Guessin'
You ran away and you left my heart stretching
I hit you once and you left my ass stressing
Hit me with 'k's who the fuck is you texting?
Know you got friends but it wasn't impressing me (Nah, nah)
We fucked around you got a bed on me
Carrying us but you fell on me
Always
Wanted to act like nobody was dreaming
Us in the back while nobody front seating
Say it to me better say like you mean it
We was runnin' faster away from them feelings
Yo
Back in bass, we slapping melodies to it
Make it real and I'ma see when I do it
Know we had days I was bad at the choosing
Not 'gon rush 'cause the point has been proven
Know the answer ion ask how you doin'
Huh, 'cause
Ugh, I
Gave you my number you already locked in
I feel like me and you way out of options
Leavin' or going, well where was my options?
Gave you some earrings you already bought them
Damn
We usually bad at the talking then
Usually fed up with crosses damn
Smackin' 'em up like it's pots and pans (Shit)