LYRICS:
My crisis ain’t from cost of living
I think ‘bout death like, God forbid it
American Express got no limit
Career consists of lots of women
How can I convince you I’m not the villain
Shits dramatic like opera singing
Down on one knee, I got a proposition
In the past I was not consistent
Out of these girls you’re top division
Can’t downgrade and my lower my standard
When I first saw you on the gram bae
I was in awe and showing the mandem
Asking advice, how can I slide in there?
Using words not my usual language
I clocked that you just came out of a breakup
Been on ur social media ranting
Slid up and replied to your story
You ain’t responded I wanna unsend it
Got me stalking your Facebook page
and preeing your friends list
Saw that you followed a fellow acquaintance
You ain’t even mine yet, I’m feeling envious
Promiscuous chick make me wanna risk it
I like how you’re real uncensored
When our children ask us how did we meet
I’m telling them gen z love
FYP love, IG love
Saw her on the explore page
Like I need to, explore deeper
Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals
But you don’t fuck with them, me neither
When I’m with you I get baby fever
I met your mum on the FYP
We’re young and our luv’s Gen Z
Mum said that it ain’t gon’ last
I’m telling her we gon’ see
They say our relationship is childish
You’re my baby, so I agree
Started with a IG like
Now you’re down to ride just like a G
If it weren’t for the algorithm
I wouldn’t of found my woman
We’re messing around and act like kids
Give me a nostalgic feeling
Took you on all of them trips
Now you got my accountant tripping
Sent you a thousand roses, not like your local
A thousand miles I’ve driven
You ain’t even gave me the ick yet
I ain’t even seen red flags yet
Get mad and u call me a dickhead
Got me addicted, feel like a crackhead
Passenger seat just giving me side eye
It’s giving main character syndrome
You ain’t gotta connect to the WiFi
Let’s just talk and put down the iPhones
She like my post, I like her post
Luv at first sight, Luv at first scroll
I ain’t perfect, I’m tryna learn though
Hope it’s worth it when we turn old
Still recovering, I’m not ok
So I’m paranoid, that she won’t stay
I might catch a whine, this ain’t soul train
I’m afraid this ain’t like the old days
When our children ask us how did we meet
I’m telling them gen z love
FYP love, IG love
Saw her on the explore page
Like I need to, explore deeper
Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals
But you don’t fuck with them, me neither
When I’m with you I get baby fever
I met your mum on the FYP
We’re young and our luv’s Gen Z
Mum said that it ain’t gon’ last
I’m telling her we gon’ see
They say our relationship is childish
You’re my baby, so I agree
Started with a IG like
Now you’re down to ride just like a G