Walahi

Gyal so bad that she come like Harley

She so tan, caramel barbie

She so wild like she on safari

Late night drinking, sippin, parties

Do you want me? She say partly

She's no angel, not like Charlie

Outta control like she a tsunami

Walahi

Gyal so bad that she come like Harley

She so tan, caramel barbie

She so wild like she on safari

Late night drinking, sippin, parties

Do you want me? She say partly

She's no angel, not like Charlie

Outta control like she a tsunami

Now that I got my eyes right

I really see who's out here capping

Too many men talk tough these days

And too many men just actin'

She doesn't really care about status

All she wants is a man who's balanced

She comes with a lot of baggage

All she wants is a man who'll manage

Telling me all her stories

Late night chatting, Jimmy Fallon

Sweet thing, she the baddest

Smile like crystals, body like palace

Her body a wonderland

No Alice, John Mayer classic

All that she does is magic

And all that I do, I do

For the fact that I can't be out here lacking

Can't be out here waiting

On all the things that I want to happen

Ay ay captain, taking action

About time that she confessed it

Living all reckless, l'm restless

Endless trips to her ends, I'm there and back

Then back again, invested

Damn, tryna see it all from both perspectives

Smokey settings, can't be restin

Issues on hand, they're pressin

Rushing back like a gun kick back

I thought I left it all in the past

She came back round like karma

She a lil charmer, put me on blast

Walahi

Gyal so bad that she come like Harley

She so tan, caramel barbie

She so wild like she on safari

Late night drinking, sippin, parties

Do you want me? She say partly

She's no angel, not like Charlie

Outta control like she a tsunami

Walahi

Gyal so bad that she come like Harley

She so tan, caramel barbie

She so wild like she on safari

Late night drinking, sippin, parties

Do you want me? She say partly

She's no angel, not like Charlie

Outta control like she a tsunami

It's been long, but I've been wrong

Left man spinning

Many nights was highway driftin'

Touch road, dark lanes, I'm hidden

Tryna locate what I'm missing

No life should be lived in fear

No life should be spent just wishing

When you get round here, my dear

Let me take up what you've been given

Telling me her wants and needs

Telling me her plans and dreams

But talk is cheap, not free

So I follow up with a receipt

Obviously

She a bad b with a bad physique

And honestly

She street but coming in sweet