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Justin (Explicit) - Vince Staples
Lyrics by:Vincent Staples
Composed by:Vincent Staples
Produced by:LeKen Taylor
Met this pretty woman in the
Summer from Qatar
Late night at Gjelina
She was eatin' at the bar
Said she was a teacher seven
Months left on her Visa
But she used to be a singer
She was meant to be a star
Asked me how I feel about
The music I done dropped
Some of it was cool some of it was hot
Deeper conversations under
Surface level thoughts
Asked if she can get a ride to
Her spot I said I gotcha
Pull up on La Brea where
Them niggas shootin' choppers
Can barely hear the ambulances over helicopters
She invited me up for a drink
I don't indulge but the moments
With her make me feel so what's the rush
Started talkin' 'bout the future
And the ever-present past
Awkward silences and laughs got me
Feelin' like we on the path to somethin'
Right before this woman stole my heart
I see a shadow by the door and hear a knock
Eyes bloodshot like she had seen
A ghost or somethin'
I don't know what's what reach
In my pocket get to clutchin'
She like hold up I'm comin'
If it get tricky then I'm bussin'
She said baby meet my little cousin' Justin
Damn
Nice to meet you
Nice to meet you too
Women lie a lot put that on the dead homies
Women lie a lot on God
Women lie a lot put that on the dead homies
Women lie a lot on God