Between The Lines
I wish you could read between the lines
I hoped to see what I couldn't find
I truly enjoyed all the time
We spent on evenin' nights
Baby girl, I'm in the street with my niggas goin' crazy
When I say "street," I mean outside, daily
I never took a L, so I'm "L-less," like Tracee
No blouse, see-through, with the navy-blue pasties
Obsessed with your face but confused by your heart
These the type of feelings I'ma stop before they start
Thought I was just tryna fuck, not tryna play my cards
I could read between the lines, always puttin' up a wall
And I'm stubborn like my daddy
Said she wanna talk, so I told her, "Send the addy"
Questions like ("What is this?") "What are we?" ("Are you happy?")
A hundred missed calls 'cause I'm workin' in Miami
Would y-, would y-, would you stop with the chatter
And take off the fleece, please?
I ain't tryna make you hot, I'm tryna take you in the heat
Caribbean summers or somewhere that's overseas
Sipping French 75s, gettin' drunk by the beach
I wish you could read between the lines
I hope to see what I couldn't find
I truly enjoyed all the time
We spent on evenin' nights
Okay, I'm pickin' up (up) what you puttin' down (down)
Lil' mama fed up, but she know I put it down (uh-huh)
Roll herself a jay and baby girl take off the gown (uh-huh)
Put you on the kitchen counter, but a nigga eatin' out
I been workin' in the mornin' and the evenin' (evenin')
Shawty givin' me silent treatment (treatment)
I've been puttin' you through hell like a demon (demon)
But you like to keep screamin'
I'm sorry, but I know you hate lies
If you want to talk, girl, I'm parked outside
Shut the fuck up, hop up in this ride
Whenever you need me, you know I will slide
Cross my heart and hope to die
Girl, I'm not stupid, I can read between the lines
I know I'm acting young, I'm just tryna not decide
Commitment seeming endless, I'm just really terrified
I wish you could read between the lines
I hope to see what I couldn't find
I truly enjoyed all the time
We spent on evenin' nights
Look, bitch
I can pick up what you're puttin' down
I know you wanted "me and you," but I don't want that
Let me the fuck go, please
I'm here for a good time, not a long time
Thank you
(Mhmm)
I hoped to see what I couldn't find
I truly enjoyed all the time
We spent on evenin' nights
Baby girl, I'm in the street with my niggas goin' crazy
When I say "street," I mean outside, daily
I never took a L, so I'm "L-less," like Tracee
No blouse, see-through, with the navy-blue pasties
Obsessed with your face but confused by your heart
These the type of feelings I'ma stop before they start
Thought I was just tryna fuck, not tryna play my cards
I could read between the lines, always puttin' up a wall
And I'm stubborn like my daddy
Said she wanna talk, so I told her, "Send the addy"
Questions like ("What is this?") "What are we?" ("Are you happy?")
A hundred missed calls 'cause I'm workin' in Miami
Would y-, would y-, would you stop with the chatter
And take off the fleece, please?
I ain't tryna make you hot, I'm tryna take you in the heat
Caribbean summers or somewhere that's overseas
Sipping French 75s, gettin' drunk by the beach
I wish you could read between the lines
I hope to see what I couldn't find
I truly enjoyed all the time
We spent on evenin' nights
Okay, I'm pickin' up (up) what you puttin' down (down)
Lil' mama fed up, but she know I put it down (uh-huh)
Roll herself a jay and baby girl take off the gown (uh-huh)
Put you on the kitchen counter, but a nigga eatin' out
I been workin' in the mornin' and the evenin' (evenin')
Shawty givin' me silent treatment (treatment)
I've been puttin' you through hell like a demon (demon)
But you like to keep screamin'
I'm sorry, but I know you hate lies
If you want to talk, girl, I'm parked outside
Shut the fuck up, hop up in this ride
Whenever you need me, you know I will slide
Cross my heart and hope to die
Girl, I'm not stupid, I can read between the lines
I know I'm acting young, I'm just tryna not decide
Commitment seeming endless, I'm just really terrified
I wish you could read between the lines
I hope to see what I couldn't find
I truly enjoyed all the time
We spent on evenin' nights
Look, bitch
I can pick up what you're puttin' down
I know you wanted "me and you," but I don't want that
Let me the fuck go, please
I'm here for a good time, not a long time
Thank you
(Mhmm)
Credits
Writer(s): Peder Losnegard, Adam Amine Daniel, Westen Broek Weiss, Irvin Mejia
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