[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