Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song R&B Shit, artist - J.I the Prince of N.Y.
Date of issue: 17.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
R&B Shit |
Yeah, she got me on some R&B shit |
Eyes closed, movin' like I never see shit |
Rubbin' on my waves while we fuckin', got you seasick |
You know I love it when we fuckin', I be speechless |
Cancel appointments just so I can have you waitin' on it |
Need you to ride it like you put a down payment on it |
'Cause I know he was so wrong to you |
And I ain’t tryna make no song for you, but you got it |
Gotta stop fuckin' on Lena, fell in love with Cristina |
Fuck with both of those bitches, but they don’t buss it like Nina |
Was 'bout to hit up Selena |
'Cause you made me wait so long for you |
I only keep you company, don’t tell your friends you fuckin' me |
Harassin' all my bitchs, tryna make 'em feel uncomfortably |
You bring up what I did, but you can’t bring up what you done for m |
You should tell me what’s so wrong with you |
And I wish I could freeze time |
So we could travel to the past and we can rewind |
And I wish I could freeze time |
I’ma put a new AP on your wrist for the meantime |
Yeah, we could travel to the past, I can fuck you in the twenties |
We gon' have rich sex, show you how to make this money |
You like bringin' up the past, so I find it kinda funny |
I’ma take you back in time so I can teach you how to love me |
Oh, and I ain’t tryna make it on your blocklist |
I’m the one who put you in Dior 'cause you would shoplift |
I’m not ashamed to say the love we have is toxic |
Just another ghetto love story with a plot twist |
We should get attached with no strings for the night |
I remember when you used to be my fling for the night |
When you wit' him, I pray you don’t do those things that I like (Oh-oh) |
Yeah, she got me on some R&B shit |
Travel to the past just to take you out your cleavage |
I could show you how to live life for the weekend |
On some freak shit |
I wish I could freeze time |
So we could travel to the past and we can rewind |
And I wish I could freeze time |
I’ma put a new AP on your wrist for the meantime |
That’s if you feelin' like you need time |
'Cause lately I’ve been feelin' like you really need time |
And lately I’ve been feelin' like we really— |
You know I don’t trust bitches, yeah |
And niggas ain’t gettin' no money, they just got it for the meantime |
I ain’t no fuckin' role model, ah |
My favorite rapper was a drug dealer, probably why I sold dimes |
Don’t show no love, my nigga |
Love’ll get you killed, that’s why I show love so different |
My wrist covered in VV’s (VV's) |
And I don’t even think they know what VV means, yeah |
Lately I’ve been feelin' like I need time |
She left her heart with someone else and now she need mine, yeah |
Talking 'bout her body count, I know that she lyin', yeah |
Whatever she tell you, multiply it by three times |
But I squeeze it and I leave in the night (Squeeze it and I leave in the night) |
I buss down the face and that’s how I freeze time |
And they just make it up like Maybelline (And she make it up like Maybelline) |
I put your ass in Amiris, took you out of them Levi’s |
And I bulletproof the Maybach, you only see blinds |
Took your ass to Eliantte, your diamonds don’t need light |
If you finesse me more than once, then I must be blind |
But I was only sixteen, that was, like, my first time |
The G Lock on me hold like seventeen but (Yeah) |
I still keep one in the head so I got eighteen inside it |
And my young niggas don’t fight, yeah |
(And my young niggas don’t fight) |
Always keep one nine right by my side |
But on your free time |
I can put Chanelly on your waist, but can I please have some me time? |
Freeze time, put a new AP on your ass for the meantime |
That’s if you feelin' like you |
Boy, you got me caught up |
Yeah, you got me caught up |
I don’t wanna |