FINE SHHH

FINE SHIT

Hook

You on that fine shit,

White tee, gold chain, don't need diamonds.

Said you need five, girl, take your time then,

Walk out looking like you planned my whole night.

You on that fine shit,

Know I'm staring, you don't even mind it.

Got your own, you just want somebody solid—

Pull up, baby, I can get behind it.

Verse 1

Reservation's eight, it's eight-fifteen,

You asking which shoes while you watching me.

I picked the first pair twenty minutes back,

You tried on three more, then went right to that.

Little perfume hanging in the hallway,

You grab my keys like, "We doing this my way."

Passenger tonight, I let you drive,

One hand on my knee at every light.

Pre-Chorus

You ain't gotta ask me how you look,

Caught me in the mirror, now you know.

Had a whole evening in the books—

You making staying home sound close.

Hook

You on that fine shit,

White tee, gold chain, don't need diamonds.

Said you need five, girl, take your time then,

Walk out looking like you planned my whole night.

You on that fine shit,

Know I'm staring, you don't even mind it.

Got your own, you just want somebody solid—

Pull up, baby, I can get behind it.

Verse 2

Phone in your purse when we sit down,

You want my attention, got it right now.

Tell me 'bout the deal you closed this week,

I like how you light up when you speak.

Ordered something I can't pronounce,

Slide your plate over, let me try it out.

You caught me reaching for another bite—

"Get your own." Girl, you cold tonight.

Bridge

Later, lashes on the dresser,

Hair tied up, you getting comfortable.

You say, "Now I look a mess."

I say, "Come here, you look wonderful."

You steal my shirt, I steal a kiss,

You pull away like, "Who said you could?"

Then pull me closer by my wrist—

Yeah, I understood.

Final Hook

Still on that fine shit,

Bare face, my shirt, perfect timing.

Ain't a single thing I need you hiding,

You can leave the getting-ready lights off.

Still on that fine shit,

Sunday morning, sleeping through the silence.

When you wake, I'm right here where you left me—

Looking like I got nowhere to be.