F.O.N. - Dania Beach lyrics

[Verse 1: Nad Pitt] Girl you Call me up at night After I ignite – take flight So now you've got me coming down hard I'm like “Oh my God, girl. You've got a grip of my heart When does it end cuz feels like a new start Girl, you're an anchor to my soul I Don't know how much longer I Can go swimming deep for you Baby girl I Adore I want to just Explore [Chorus: Nad Pitt] Your love's a wave and I'm riding No surfboard Your love's a trip and I'm flying No airport Ima keep searchin' til… I find you again [Verse 2: Nad Pitt] I'm comin' through in a whip, baby I'm getting drunk Too drunk off these sips baby Mixing this brown and white down in this Styrofoam I'm faded til' I'm too numb To know I'm alone I've got Jolies comin' at me But Nad Pitt not catchin' Because the only ball I play with is your heart I don't mean to make a bad an*logy, baby But your love is like a game of ball It drives me crazy Girl I Want to Catch you in a net, no regrets Like a basketball, swishin' in that net No James Harden unless I'm Going Harden the paint Baby girl your love is a love that will forever taint my soul [Bridge: Nad Pitt (Fon)] Your love's a wave and I'm ridin' (Is it okay if I do the (?) on the track right quick?) Your love's a trip and I'm flyin' (I was just...I was just--I was--I was just thinkin' about it) I'ma keep searchin' til, I'ma keep searchin' til (I was like, reminiscing) I find you... again (I was just tryna remem--I was just...) [Verse 3: Fon] Like, when's your birthday, it's like February 20-somethin', you Turnin' like 20-somethin', I Got you somethin' from Forever 20-somethin', I graduated from a college budget I got a big job, I'm in a hotel I got room service, but I'm missin' somethin', that's y-- (?) Who's been takin' you out? I guess you ain't takin' apologies now But I'm still sorry for calling you out In front of your friends, in front of your moms Especially that one time in front of your house Like no ways we didn't work out The only thing runnin' was you and my mouth But I've changed, look, I'll take care of us Two kids from the Clinton era I need TLC, I need one more chance I need five steps, does it sound familiar? Do I look familiar? You don't look familiar, you get better with time Like a fine wine [Outro: Fon] Don't make me whine I'm genuine Cause I'm so anxious 'cause Your love's a wave and I'm ridin' Your love's a trip and I'm flyin' Well, maybe we can just fly home Said, maybe we can just fly home Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [cries] I'mma be alright, just a bit of drama