Future — Layover

[Intro] Caesar Lee Yeah Two sides to every story Hendrix, Super, The Wizrd Shawty where you been these days? Shawty where you been these days? [Chorus] I ain't talked to shawty in a few days But you already know, girl I been missin' you I ain't talked to shawty in a few days But you already know, girl I been missin' you Keep some pretty shit at the condo Got some thick shit on the bed with her legs open Bitch came through for a few, that's a layover Bitch came through for a hour, that's a layover What you been doin'? I been chillin' at the crib, poolside with some pretty-pretty bitches tryna get a tan Had some Chinese freaks come over to the crib last night just to fuck, [?] Had them Chinese freaks come over, tried molly, now they wanna ask Shoota "Do we got them xans?" Tell me you don't want no parts with this Tell me you don't want no parts in this Tell me your heart ain't in this shit Your heart ain't never been in this shit Your heart ain't gotta be in this shit Your heart ain't never been in this shit [Verse] I'ma flood some ice on both of my wrists I'ma flood that ice on both of my wrists Baby came over, she a new vibe Baby came over, she a new vibe Tell me that you ready for the turn up right now like me, just like me Don't tell me that I fuck you so good, you don't wanna leave, you don't wanna leave Got a case of Hennessy in the fridge on chill for you You need to call up some more girls, tryna feel on you Pretty girls they in my collection, baby don't get caught out there flexin' And you got that Birk' on your shoulder, and I got them racks, won't fold up You can't pick a hood don't know us You can't pick a hood don't know us You can't go nowhere and they don't know us You ain't for them lights and the cameras when I roll up So I fuck your main thing to keep her composure Rollin' up dodie, and I'm gone off soda Don't I keep that red drink with me like Piru? Then I put them solitaries in it, go to Cancun Fuckin' on the sand, baby they don't understand us Fuckin' on the sand, baby they don't understand us Christian Louboutins on your feet when you stand up Now I'm gettin' fed up, cause tryna bed fuck Actin' like a nigga don't know she bout a dollar Actin' like nigga ain't got no models I'll fuck a pop star at this time here tomorrow These girls walk around, these strip clubs ours Goin' out the country, get that dirty money, gotta watch who did the laundry I gotta get it rainstorm, sleet, or sunny I gotta chase this mofuckin' money [Chorus] I ain't talked to shawty in a few days But you already know, girl I been missin' you I ain't talked to shawty in a few days But you already know, girl I been missin' you Keep some pretty shit at the condo Got some thick shit on the bed with her legs open Bitch came through for a few, that's a layover Bitch came through for an hour, that's a layover What you been doing? I been chillin' at the crib, poolside with some pretty-pretty bitches tryna get a tan Had some Chinese freaks come over to the crib last night just to fuck, [?] Had them Chinese freaks come over, tried molly, now they wanna ask Shoota "Do we got them xans?" Tell me you don't want no parts with this Tell me you don't want no parts in this Tell me your heart ain't in this shit Your heart ain't never been in this shit Your heart ain't gotta be in this shit Your heart ain't never been in this shit