Slow Down

[Intro] For me Baby, you ain’t got no good for me Yeah, yeah, yeah That boy Cash [Chorus] Slow down Try to get to know me, maybe put your phone down Once we build a bond, I could give you four rounds Like slow down (Slow down) Baby, slow down (Slow down) Like slow down (Slow down) [Verse 1] Yeah, you pulled up on me like you know me, I was by my doley Asked me for a picture, checked my Rollie and said "Okey dokey" That fan love, I decide to give my fan a hug She said she gon' post it when I really get my bands up Name Miranda with the body of a dancer She was smokin' hot but not the type to give you cancer Besides that, her shit fat with a six pack Yeah, she threw it at me ‘fore we even got to chit chat Like ooh, girl, you might as well forget that Said she got a man, I’m thinkin' he could have his bitch back Future lookin' bright, and I ain’t even 'bout to risk that Shorty, you a dime, so fine, learn to take your time Goin' in so fast, is potential goin' in the trash I ain’t even act, that shit make me wanna do the dash I need a bitch to hold the grip when shit get lit The type that I ain’t got to worry when she kiss me on my lips [Chorus] Like Slow down Try to get to know me, maybe put your phone down Once we build a bond, I could give you four rounds Like slow down (Slow down) Baby, slow down (Slow down) Like slow down (Slow down) [Verse 2] Yeah, I mean it's crazy ‘cause I never tried to play you You ain’t never fall through, I was only tryna save you And this 1942 got me stuck up in my ways Had dreams and nightmares like we back up in the days Figured you would hold it down, I was bound to beat the case Bitch, you tryna sneak diss, I should punch you in your face Made me call another bitch and tell her put you in your place ‘Member everything was fine, ‘member everything was great And I peeped it in your eyes, you resemblin' a snake How you link another nigga ‘cause he said he got an eighth You ain’t wanna keep it real, you ain’t figure it was safe I just rap about my pain ‘cause I know others could relate But fuck it, nah, bitch, you stayin' on this subject You fuckin' with a brokey, his pockets is on a budget I got my money up and I’m poppin', these bitches love it I got my money up and I’m poppin', these bitches love it [Chorus] Slow down Try to get to know me, maybe put your phone down Once we build a bond, I could give you four rounds Like slow down Baby, slow down (Slow down, slow down) Slow down (Slow down) [Bridge] Slow down Like slow down, baby, slow down Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow down I know you ain’t good for me, no good for me (I know) I know you ain’t good for me, no good for me (I know) I know you no good for me, no good for me (I know) I know you ain’t good for me, no good for me Yeah [Outro] You pulled up on me like you know me, I was on my doley Asked me for a picture, checked my Rollie and said "Okey dokey" That fan love, I decide to give my fan hug When I really get my bands up Name Miranda Lil Tjay