[Intro: Yung Hideyoshi]
Yeah, shout out to Solid Hud
Shout out to my girl
[Verse 1: Yung Hideyoshi]
When I see a name in my notifications
It seems like my problems, just go on vacation
Theres no conversation that can top our messages
On weekday nights, when the speech seems so effortless
So cold don't hold to the recklessness
I forward it ain't better than my x's is
And right now i got a royal flush while she stunning 7-2 on that foil bluff, cause
It ain't nothing when you talking to me
I'm a name on your screen with an awkward psyche
But you, you make my inbox pop in mystique
Every word that you speak it's a lock or retreat
sh**s deep dripping off a stencil from within
Your suplicity is vivid through a pencil or a pen making mix CD's for women
This is something that I'm interested in but I'll do them if you listen to them
You feel?
[Verse 2: Solid Hud]
When I don't see her name in my notifications
The doctor starts loosing his motherf**ing patience
Lost, in our messages cause they're amazing
Your words go deep like Frank Ocean's
I'm making this for you, but we know they gonna surfboard it
I don't ride waves, hoe you know I'm speed boating
I heard all your music and I'm here to tell you it's bullsh**
Girl you looking f**ing toasted
I got bars like I'm soap b**h
IMessage open it
Something that'll appeal to me
A bird in the sky where his dreams will be seen
Where his sk**s will remain
Trill till we under the train
Die riding tracks for you
Boo
f**, all of you