French Montana ● Goals

[Chorus: Jeremih]
You already know we goals
I'll really go to Maldives to get you waves on the balcony
And you on your tippy toes
How 'bout we take shots and have the, make you drive the boat? (Woah, woah, woah)
Give you somethin' to tell...⇣ More

[Chorus: Jeremih]
You already know we goals
I'll really go to Maldives to get you waves on the balcony
And you on your tippy toes
How 'bout we take shots and have the, make you drive the boat? (Woah, woah, woah)
Give you somethin' to tell your bestie
Talkin' to bestie, she shouldn't have known (No, no, no)
Wake up mimosas, sip on that and sip on you (Oh)

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
I won't gas you up, baby, my feet's to the floor, pedallin'
I'm on your side and lonely
Lord knows who you better with
I know you tired that nigga you with
I know you tired, baby, of settling
I don't know who got your eye, baby, but I just little Lil' Bo Peep
([?])
I don't know what's on your mind, but I think you need a lil' more me, me
You

[Chorus: Jeremih]
You already know we goals
I'll rеally go to Maldives to get you waves on thе balcony
And you on your tippy toes
How 'bout we take shots and have the, make you drive the boat? (Woah, woah, woah)
Give you somethin' to tell your bestie
Talkin' to bestie, she shouldn't have known (No, no, no)
Wake up mimosas, sip on that and sip on you (Oh)

[Verse 2: French Montana, Jeremih]

Doors open up like wings on a angel (Oh-oh)
She bend on me like her hands to her ankles (Ooh)
I wouldn't be me if I wasn't me (Oh-oh)
Got on that see-through, nothin' underneath (Oh-oh)
That pussy get wetter by the ocean (Oh-oh)
Type cop double-R, never Ghost it (Ooh)
She look back, say, "Baby, I'm comin'" (Ooh)
Her buttcheeks right under my stomach
Love when I'm stackin' it up (Oh-oh)
Addin' it up, she say, "That ain't enough"
She bust it for me, keep her in the tuck (Oh-oh)
Had to love when we down, now we up
Make it so hard for me to leave (To leave)
I know your ass need a lil' some me (Some me)
You trippin' to the tropics [?] on me (Ooh)
They know you the one, not the two, three (Oh-oh)

[Chorus: Jeremih]
You already know we goals
I'll really go to Maldives to get you waves on the balcony
And you on your tippy toes
How 'bout we take shots and have the, make you drive the boat? (Woah, woah, woah)
Give you somethin' to tell your bestie
Talkin' to bestie, she shouldn't have known (No, no, no)
Wake up mimosas, sip on that and sip on you

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