Текст песни For Me (feat. CHVRLES) - Taekai Elijah

You don't make sense and I love it, she said
You don't pay attention, no budget, for that
I know I don't look like I be tucking a strap
But bitch I be tucking a strap
And you play with my baby we gon' buss you for that
I'm bumping Pop Smoke in this foreign the gas is roaring
Look my my hair's too thick I don't cap
Don't lie, I don't lie

Too many horses in this lil ass engine how they do it?
I been tryna learn new languages but I ain't fluent
Ima have the world and you be there, prove and get it yeah
But in a whole new foreign, cause just why would I ship it there?
I changed hoes like clothes 'fore I caught her in the street
And if I said it she would slap a nigga harder than this beat
But yo she took a nigga down, you'd call her the police
And then she licked the lollipop, like Carter number 3
Now cautious
Tell me baby are you ready for all this
Got me lovesick, awe shit, nauseous
Can't call this, can't call it
I mean she takes calls when I'm on my boss shit

Knew the old me but loves the new me
A 6 speed but she remembers my hoopty

Know me so well yo it's like it's two of me
That body so different though what ya do to me?
Stay down, I'll ride and get you anything you need

If I rap about these hoes know they'll never come between
They just a disease and you the vaccine
And doctors can't fix broken hearts or dreams

I could write you a song but it would not do you justice
And I had tried to and all, then got high and said fuck it
The way you look in that thong, girl baby I love it
I can't
Nah, I can't breathe
Bring it back for me
Yeah back for me
Drop it for me
Pop it for me, for me, for me
Be my only, be my

She said
You ain't write that shit for me

God damn you might be the one for me
Drugs in my hand, baby I need company
Part of my plan, stackin' all this money
Ball like Durant, you ain't keepin' up with me
Young OG, mindset like Kobe
I been thinkin' 'bout you and you only
Shorty wanna fuck, come and put it on me
In the stu all day, I be gettin' lonely
I got PTSD don't know how I'm coping
Drugs get my high, but I'm barely floatin'
Stick on my side, if my niggas phony
I know you gon' ride, you'll do anything for me
Hit it from the back, yeah you lovin' that
Made the coochie smile, that shit was a wrap
Need a bigger safe, got too many racks
I might need a bigger chain, cause these niggas cap

Can't save a hoe, no cap
I'm no captain
She call me a killer, it's her guts I'm stabbin'
Way I met you, it kinda felt just like magic
That's why you my Jasmine, she call me Aladdin
Wait.
Alright Nate, bring the beat back in
Money I'm stackin' I get it on the back end
I know you been thru more than most in the past and
While you dancin' you can tell me what happened
I'm asthmatic I can't breathe, I need you on my team
If baby let me dunk my balls we'll get a ring
Havin' too much fun I call it how I see
Baby come and drop that, pop that for me

I could write you a song but it would not do you justice
And I had tried to and all but I got high and said fuck it
The way you look in that thong, girl baby I love it
I can't
Nah, I can't breathe
Bring it back for me
Yeah back for me
Drop it for me
Pop it for me, for me, for me
Be my only, be my ah

She said
You ain't write that shit for me

She said
You ain't write that shit for me