But Cha (ft. Josh Golden)

But Cha
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha, nah

Haha, yeah, gonna be a next chick, no
Gotta be my ex chick, no
No gas, no Texaco
We get in fights, girl, it's alright, 'cause I don't know how to let shit go (Let shit go)
Your stock is goin' through the roof and I'm investin'
No multiple-choice, ain't nobody to choose (To choose)
I mean nobody but you (But you)
Your homegirl boy is probably so fake, it's made out of glue (Ugh)
And I ain't hatin', it's cool
'Cause if you wanted it too, then f*** it, I'd think it's cute
For you (For you)
I do (I do)
I do (I do)
For you (For you), yeah
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha, nah
Blah-blah-blah, baby (Ayy, baby)
I want you, you want me (You want me)
Give you thе world like it's free (Like it's free)
You way out of my leaguе and we know it (We know it)
I got 0s on my check like a pro, yeah (Like a pro, yeah)
Comment "the best" on all your posts, yeah
And we go back, Nikes and throwbacks
All my hoes, I'll go ghost

For you
I do
I do
For you, yeah
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha
Baby, you are just my type
And I don't want no one but cha, nah