(DrumGod on the beat, beat, beat, beat, beat)

For the moment what it was, but it's done now (I'm straight)
I'm really straight, it's too much work, this shit ain't fun now (I'm good)
For the moment, yeah, you had me, I ain't dumb now (Miami)
I done had enough, quit cappin', leave me 'lone now

Bitch, you know it came with a tab on it (with a tab on it)
Let you fuck a couple times so you could brag on it (brag on it)
Let's keep it real, tell 'em how you blew a bag on it (blew a bag on it)
Buyin' ice, private flights, you blew my ass on it (you blew my ass on it)
Lil' insecure bitch (lil' bitch), you ain't nothin' but a sucker
I was only for the money, old lame ass buster (tired ass)
Tell your ugly baby mama come get her tired baby daddy
I was lyin' 'bout a check, but this lil' dick nigga, you can have him, I'm good (I'm gone)

For the moment what it was, but it's done now (I'm straight)
I'm really straight, it's too much work, this shit ain't fun now (I'm good)
For the moment, yeah, you had me, I ain't dumb now (no more)
I done had enough, quit cappin', leave me 'lone now

She be fuckin' me too, how you gon' say she belong to you?
I'm always on go, but when I'm 'round she don't come home to you (she with me)
When we meet, it's playtime (play)
She like, "Don't leave, stay mine" (stay)
Tight grip on her waistline (what?)
I go deep like baselines (ugh)
These hoes actin' like niggas, now niggas comin' like them (them)
I met her shoppin' in Cali, then flewed her out to the M
You fuck off, I fuck off
Just know that that shit go two ways (both ways)
Turn my words against me
She like, "I'm a reflection of you, bae"
Fuckin' to my songs, naked pictures 'cause we grown (grown)
Wherever we located, pop it off, she set the tone
I'm in my bag, you want my bag, I hope you not tryna get on (I ain't with that)
Top me in the car, I miss the head, it make me moan (I still think 'bout it)

For the moment what it was, but it's done now (I'm straight)
I'm really straight, it's too much work, this shit ain't fun now (I'm good)
For the moment, yeah, you had me, I ain't dumb now (no more)
I done had enough, quit cappin', leave me 'lone now (hey)

Wanted you from a distance (over there)
Now all I want is distance (go back over there)
For the moment (for the moment)
You was all I wanted (I wanted)
Sexually attracted, got caught in the satisfaction (too throwed off)
For the moment (what?)
You was my lil' action (action, ugh)

(DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah)

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Writer(s): Caresha Brownlee, Demario Dewayne White, Jatavia Johnson