So What

Something like a shot—on point, Something to roll with—like a joint. Something for me, by us, Something discreet, hold your trust. Someone that keeps it neat, Someone that lets me go deep. Something so sweet, Something I could eat. Verse 1 Let me know if I’m good enough to keep— Cool if you friend-zone me, long as I compete. I’m just saying, don’t divide—stay complete. The rules are ours, so what’s to cheat? I got you, treat you like a being, Take you to a new scene—the old one, you’ll be leaving. Go a mile? I’ll take you further on a trip. What’s the point? Make an appointment, let’s commit. It’s Bizzie—let me slot you in my schedule. You pay this round; I’ve got your next one—call it probation. I’m on one, onto the next—make it three, at least. Fame swag on, so what’s beast mode when I’ve got this peace? You could stay a part of the crowd, but that status is deceased. Nothing like a woman scorned—your anger turns me on. Sitting home, Scarface on, getting head like a bong. What’s wrong? Just hit my phone when they’re gone. Chorus Something like a shot—on point, Something to roll with—like a joint. Something for me, by us, Something discreet, hold your trust. Someone that keeps it neat, Someone that lets me go deep. Something so sweet, Something I could eat. Verse 2 Your friend likes me—I don’t know why she keeps you. Another made-up excuse—married or free your schedule. Life expectancy’s rising; roll credits, get a sequel. Happy endings are just a scene or two—nothing lethal. Don’t hide your feelings—trust me with the weight. I’m not the type you hate—more like a new slate. I know I’m different; no need to debate— I don’t hang with those you dislike, no need to relate. No one will know—that’s your standard, right? Do it in their face—I thought you were cold, but you’re bright. Hot too—this isn’t about roles, but your mode. My hype or my type? Tell me what you’d rather hold. Call me anytime; my actions speak loud. I’ve met a thousand, still haven’t married, but I’m proud— Smart enough not to waste moments on the crowd. Chorus Something like a shot—on point, Something to roll with—like a joint. Something for me, by us, Something discreet, hold your trust. Someone that keeps it neat, Someone that lets me go deep. Something so sweet, Something I could eat. Bridge I wish I could, I wish you would, you really should. True—but dreams pick up where you never did. You’re a hole that’s already dug—view. Their altitude’s worthless, I’m getting there too. Drop it low, all the way to what I seek. You’re the smartest drama I ever did peep. Never been intimate? That’s intimidating— But your silence says more than what you’re stating. Chorus Something like a shot—on point, Something to roll with—like a joint. Something for me, by us, Something discreet, hold your trust. Someone that keeps it neat, Someone that lets me go deep. Something so sweet, Something I could eat.