Songtext But cha (feat. josh golden) Kyle

But cha (feat. josh golden)

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

Na, haha
Yeah

Gonna be a next chick, no
Gonna 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 going through the roof and I'm invested

No multiple choice
And your body to choose
I mean nobody but you (But you)

Your homegirl body is probably so fake, it's made out of glue
And I ain't hatin', it's cool
'Cause if you wanted it too, then fuck it, I think it's cute

For you, 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, na

Blah-blah-blah, blah baby (Ay, baby)
I want you, you want me (You want me)
Give you the world, like it's free (Like it's free)
You way out of my league and we know it (And we know it)

I got O's 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 will ghost for you
Right through
I do
For you, yeah

Baby
You are just (You are)
My type and I
Dont' want
No one but cha (But cha)

Baby
You are just
My type and I
Dont' want
No one but cha, uh (But cha)