Less friends, more dough, more flights Two drinks, got you feelin´ like Beyoncé (Like Beyoncé) If you wanna leave, you could go then
I ain´t really want this shit to go there (Want this shit to go) I ain´t got the time for the stress (No) I ain´t got the time for no ex (The time, no) Backstage lookin´ like a freak show Backseats, fill the shit with freak hoes (Freak hoes)
Still gon´ pull up ´cause I´m down for you All them qualities I found in you I can´t get the fuck from ´round from you Lately, I ain´t heard a sound from you, no, no, no Couldn´t be the one for her
I don´t wanna run from you Got you hair and nails done for it In the city and you actin´ new, yeah
Two times for you, my mind on you I took off work to spend my time on you, Lord, Lord, Lord I don´t wanna run from you Got you hair and nails done for it In the city and you actin´ new, yeah Two times for you, my mind on you I took off work to spend my time on you, Lord, Lord, Lord