FINE (feat. Baby Tate)

Izye

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I'm outside
I'm poppin out on the scene
My phone on dnd
I'ma leave yo ass on seen

I'm with my bestie
She weaning off old dude
I wonder why she crying?
'Cause she a baddie too!

Like can you name a thing he did for ya?
I know he cute, but is he really for ya?
One day you'll wake up
And say hallelujah (hallelujah)
Hallelujah

Are we looking at the same same same
Dude? (Girl that's him?)
'Cause it don't add up (you can do better than that)
You be sitting there cry cry crying (whatchu crying for?)
You call that love?

You could choose any guy
To be by your side
You look fine
You look fine
You could choose any guy
To be by your side
You look fine
You look fine

Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine
Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine
Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine
Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine

Math ain't mathing to me
You a bad bitch, he got bad energy
Bad habits and baggage is blasphemous
That boy is cancerous, no shade
Fuck that nigga get paid
You're here too late
Your body too cold
Girl look at that face
You fine shit
Don't you know you fine shit?
That boy that you vibe with
Lowkey make me nauseous
You the prize bitch
You know you the prize bitch
You can have anybody just open up your eyes yeah
Ain't you sick of that shit?
Get a bigger bag sis
Need a microscope to get a pic of that dick
No shade
No tea
No pink lemonade, just cream
Cash rules everything round me
'Cause I'm f to the I and e

You could choose any guy
To be by your side
You look fine
You look fine
You could choose any guy
To be by your side
You look fine
You look fine

Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine
Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine
Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine
Yeah, you lookin fine
You lookin fine