baby blues remix (feat. BEAM)

Ayy, ayy

It was autumn, we were in college

Dropping credits, while you were bombin' sakés

Different majors, brand-new fragrance

We hit the matrix, Toyota spaceship

Posing for Palace, needed the money

Hated the hustle, they tried to make you famous

Showed up fucked-up to the shoot

Fucked up at the shoot

Fucked up at the shoot

Fucked up at the shoot

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up, ayy

Foolin' us with your baby blues

Even your best friends can't condone the things you do

Foolin' us with your baby blues

Even your best friends can't condone the things you do

You do, you do, you do, ayy

You still the baddest

It's an honor

You just graduated college

From all that knowledge

Had a graduation party

You left all your friends then

Straight to my direction

You had all intentions to come for me on my mind

Never gave a fuck about them dudes and I (like that)

Yeah, I like that (yeah, I do)

It's more than sex, you wanted conversations and I (like that)

Scare you with a naked truth, but I like it when you (bite back)

Useless, loyal

Hope you like that Prada that I bought you

Got that Louis in that closet

It ain't about them blue billies, shawty, I spend it on you silly

Even on them new titties

All of your friend dem, know dem can't control me

But you taking the risk on me

I know what you did for me

Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)

It's a summer side slide, yeah (slide)

Making it flick (flick)

LLC your business

Look up "Will you marry me?" on that blimp

Foolin' her with your baby blues

Even your best friends can't condone the things you do

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Foolin' her with your baby blues

Even your best friends can't condone the things you do

You do, you do, you do, ayy

It was summer, rented the Hummer

Droppin' debit, while you were eatin' makis

Different places, brand-new station

I read the pages, I heard you made it

Acting for Summit, needed the money

Hated that bustle, they went and made you famous

Showed up fucked-up to the shoot

Fucked up at the shoot

Fucked up at the shoot

Fucked up at the shoot

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up, ayy

Foolin' her with your baby blues (blues)

Even your best friends can't condone the things you do

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Foolin' her with your baby blues

Even your best friends can't condone the things you do

You do, you do, you do, ayy