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Chorus

What's good?

How's it going?

Last Friday night was good.

Why'd you go from instant to ghosting?

What's good?

How's it going?

Last Friday night was good.

Why'd you go from instant to ghosting?

Verse 1

Can't tell if you like it or not.

Girl, give me some clues,

Why you got me over here thinking?

Girl, give me some news I don't wanna hear.

Lil mama, where you been gone?

Lil mama, I don't believe

When you say you're busy and shit.

Give me, give me, give me something new.

I ain't do you wrong,

Why you, why you, why you acting up and shit?

Lil mama, I'd show you around,

But you gotta quit acting up and shit.

Chorus

What's good?

How's it going?

Last Friday night was good.

Why'd you go from instant to ghosting?

What's good?

How's it going?

Last Friday night was good.

Why'd you go from instant to ghosting?

Post-Chorus

Wind it, wind it, wind it back.

Hell no, you ain't finna act up on me.

Lil mama, come home, I ain't done no wrong.

Maybe you just ain't in the mood,

I can fix that face.

Wind it, wind it, wind it back.

Hell no, you ain't finna act up on me.

Lil mama, come home, I ain't done no wrong.

Maybe you just ain't in the mood,

I can fix that face.

Instrumental

Verse 2

I'm finding ways to say some shit,

Ended up making everything worse.

Call my, call my, call my number,

And tell me what's going on.

Let me pull up to your crib and fix that.

It ain't the same when you're in an attitude.

Lil mama hermosa,

Why the fuck you sitting there just staring?

Now you just sitting there looking pretty and shit.

Thought that shit would work, but it did.

You did something,

Now I'm 'bout to lose my mind over it.

Fuck no, you got me down bad as fuck.

Lil mama, tell me, tell me, tell me what's up.

Chorus

What's good?

How's it going?

Last Friday night was good.

Why'd you go from instant to ghosting?

What's good?

How's it going?

Last Friday night was good.

Why'd you go from instant to ghosting?

Post-Chorus

Wind it, wind it, wind it back.

Hell no, you ain't finna act up on me.

Lil mama, come home, I ain't done no wrong.

Maybe you just ain't in the mood,

I can fix that face.

Wind it, wind it, wind it back.

Hell no, you ain't finna act up on me.

Lil mama, come home, I ain't done no wrong.

Maybe you just ain't in the mood,

I can fix that face.

Instrumental