i ain t trying with young thug

Chris Brown

(You good, T-Minus?)
When I try to walk away, it s like I ain t try
When I try to walk away, seems like I ain t try (Oh, na-na-na-na)
Seems like I ain t try (Ain t even try, oh man)
You made me do it a thousand times
Yeah, you done me (Oh)

Lovin can hurt, but you patch up, baby (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Call me walkie-talkie, patched up, baby (Oh-oh)
I wanna know is it flirtin when you back up, baby? (I wanna know is that when you back up?)
Oh, slimy down in 7 Up, baby (Oh, oh, oh)
If everything about you is a lie
Then I just wanna be disguised, oh
And if what they said was true and you was lyin
Darlin , didn t I tell you that I m in love with speakers now? (Woah, woah)
Stay away from no one, know I need privacy, yeah
Didn t your mama teach you way back in the day not to try and play hide and seek? Yeah
Gettin bread for the longest, now niggas tell you how to make a mil in a week, yeah (Oh-oh-oh)
Real rockstars, I can show you how to get higher than me, yeah (Oh)
Spent a half a mil , on God, oh, yeah, yeah (Oh-oh)
She s a diva, she got a head full of hair, eyes blend with the sea, yeah
I ll never talk bad about her, I d rather pray with her on my knees, yeah
Upgrade her dental, on GP, it cost a bird
Watch her constantly tell me she don t need it (Baby, I ma get it)

(Baby, it s just)
Baby, I love you
Baby, wanna find you
Maybe if I say this
Long hair, don t care

Fuckin under covers
Crazy, know I ll burst
I ll cover you like covers
Versace that is, mind your biz
I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, bae (Oh-woah-woah)
I can kill em, but, ma, don t get out the truck, baby
And I tell you somethin good
I had blood on me, but I didn t give up, baby (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can handle it by myself, don t interrupt, baby (Ooh)

New brights at night, I don t even drive, yeah
What a bad bitch gon do for a new watch? Yeah-yeah
She can t feel my pain, ask me, Do it hurt? Yeah-yeah
Before you fuck me over, I ma do it first
(Bitch, I m ahead of the curve)
Why leave open my safe?
Break the links off my chest
Cryin , she complainin , yeah
You know it s gang shit, yeah
Know these all baby worth
Enemies and the fiends get served
Say grace, bow your head
Baby, I m a god, amen

Baby, it s just
Baby, I love you (Oh)
Baby, wanna find you
Maybe if I say this (Say this, baby)
Long hair, don t care

Fuckin under covers (Ooh)
Crazy, know I ll burst (Yeah)
I ll cover you like covers (Oh, you, woah)
Versace that is, mind your biz
I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, bae (Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
I can kill em, but, ma, don t get out the truck, baby (Yeah)
And I tell you somethin good
I had blood on me, but I didn t give up, baby (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can handle it by myself, don t interrupt, baby (Ooh, oh)