WALKIN' HOME

You already know I'm not
 Something to mess with
 I'm like,
 Which picture, which club, which hope
 We just had this conversation
 Fifteen minutes ago
 She swerve, woah, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Then she like,
 "Fine nigga,
 Treat your woman like hell"
 But get your ass up out the car,
 You walking home by yourself
 She swerve, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Yeah, but you ain't picture perfect
 Neither, I see you where you lead her
 Acts like you a hoe but
 Want respect like you Aretha
 Said you with your girl, but no,
 Your girl said that they seen ya
 How come I can't yell at you but
 You and me supposed to be equal
 And I never let go of the shit that
 You said back at your party, right
 You said there were plenty of
 Niggas like me out there
 That you could find
 Well, I invite you, fine wine,
 I'll be nice, boo
 'Cause in two years it's gon' bite,
 You gon' crawl back like I never liked you
 But that's cool, I ain't trippin'
 But Lord knows I've been testing hoes and chilling
 If you take me back I might
 Clean the clothes out the kitchen
 A month ago, we back again
 Yelling and they bitching
 I'm running 'round like,
 Which picture, which club, which hope
 We just had this conversation
 Fifteen minutes ago
 She swerve, woah, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Then she like,
 "Fine nigga,
 Treat your woman like hell"
 But get your ass up out the car,
 You walking home by yourself
 She swerve, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Yeah, left, right, switching lanes,
 Shawty driving wild and low
 Me, I spin around my hair,
 You wipe off your cover-up
 I don't got no time for
 Nno lies, not a minute
 You done lost your mind,
 Like you drive like a menace
 If you wasn't my bitch
 I be on the island or something
 Ain't no questions,
 Sipping Mai Tai's at a function
 I love you but why you
 Gotta hate though
 Seconds later, walking
 On the interstate though
 Which picture, which club, which hope
 We just had this conversation
 Fifteen minutes ago
 She swerve, woah, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Then she like,
 "Fine nigga,
 Treat your woman like hell"
 But get your ass up out the car,
 You walking home by yourself
 She swerve, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 You already know I'm not
 Something to mess with
 I'm like,
 Which picture, which club, which hope
 We just had this conversation
 Fifteen minutes ago
 She swerve, woah, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Then she like,
 "Fine nigga,
 Treat your woman like hell"
 But get your ass up out the car,
 You walking home by yourself
 She swerve, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Yeah, but you ain't picture perfect
 Neither, I see you where you lead her
 Acts like you a hoe but
 Want respect like you Aretha
 Said you with your girl, but no,
 Your girl said that they seen ya
 How come I can't yell at you but
 You and me supposed to be equal
 And I never let go of the shit that
 You said back at your party, right
 You said there were plenty of
 Niggas like me out there
 That you could find
 Well, I invite you, fine wine,
 I'll be nice, boo
 'Cause in two years it's gon' bite,
 You gon' crawl back like I never liked you
 But that's cool, I ain't trippin'
 But Lord knows I've been testing hoes and chilling
 If you take me back I might
 Clean the clothes out the kitchen
 A month ago, we back again
 Yelling and they bitching
 I'm running 'round like,
 Which picture, which club, which hope
 We just had this conversation
 Fifteen minutes ago
 She swerve, woah, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Then she like,
 "Fine nigga,
 Treat your woman like hell"
 But get your ass up out the car,
 You walking home by yourself
 She swerve, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Yeah, left, right, switching lanes,
 Shawty driving wild and low
 Me, I spin around my hair,
 You wipe off your cover-up
 I don't got no time for
 Nno lies, not a minute
 You done lost your mind,
 Like you drive like a menace
 If you wasn't my bitch
 I be on the island or something
 Ain't no questions,
 Sipping Mai Tai's at a function
 I love you but why you
 Gotta hate though
 Seconds later, walking
 On the interstate though
 Which picture, which club, which hope
 We just had this conversation
 Fifteen minutes ago
 She swerve, woah, slow down
 She swerve, slow down
 Then she like,
 "Fine nigga,
 Treat your woman like hell"
 But get your ass up out the car,
 You walking home by yourself
 She swerve, slow down
 She swerve, slow down