She feelin' so sick from all this motion Feel like I'm Moses,
the way I spread it open, oh that ocean Give me the potion, I'm tryna hit from the back
Leavin' you soakin', remember them days I was tryna get Gucci Remember days I was tryna get Louis
They be sayin' they missin' the old me Like, bro, you don't even know the homie

Don't call me your broski, cause you is not my homie Cause you is not my homie
Let me take you out Pound town, let me eat you out
Baby, you know that I'm about it Just sit your pretty ass
Right down, right down, right down, right down Yeah, yeah, right down, right down, right down

Right down, right down, right down, right down, right
If i was Makin' Millie they would say that it's lucky said you love me put another nigga above me
All I need for you is keepin' it abuck I'm so done fightin' for
Our love why the fuck you always tryna leave me When I told you that I was greedy

I don't wanna seem too needy So I leave, I need my peace
Could've replaced you in the blink of the week Nah, nobody the same
Don't wanna go through the rain Don't wanna walk through this fuckin
Don't wanna walk through the rain Like, D&D don't call my line

She feelin' so sick From all this motion
Feel like I'm Moses The way I spread it open
Oh, that ocean Give me the potion
I'm tryna hit from the back Leavin' you soakin

Remember them days I was tryna get Louis Remember days I was tryna get Gucci
They be sayin' they missin' the old me Like, bro, you don't even know the old me
Cause you is not my broski Cause you is not my homie
Cause you is not my broski Cause you is not my

Right down, right down Yeah, yeah
Right down, right down Right down
Right down, right down Yeah, yeah
Right down, right down

She feelin' so sick From all this motion
Feel like I'm Moses The way I spread it open
Oh, that ocean Give me the potion
I'm tryna hit from the back Leavin' you soakin

Remember them days I was tryna get Gucci Remember days I was tryna get Louis
They be sayin' they missin' the old me Like, bro, you don't even know the old me
Don't call me your broski Cause you is not my homie
Cause you is not my homie

She feelin' so sick From all this motion
Feel like I'm Moses The way I spread it open
Oh, that ocean Give me the potion
I'm tryna hit from the back Leavin' you soakin

Remember them days I was tryna get Louis Remember days I was tryna get Gucci
They be sayin' they missin' the old me Like, bro, you don't even know the homie
Cause you is not my broski Cause you is not my homie
Cause you is not my broski Cause you is not my