The After Party - Sittin' Pretty Interlude lyrics

[Produced by Afterparty] [Verse] All the d** I did, all for you Said she from Atlanta, girl well so was you I can't catch no feelings, I can't fall for you I just hit her phone, she came through about two Ring ring, make that rain, p**y so wet like yeah Ay-yeah, like God damn, she won't forget ah yeah No we can't do no names, she said, "Stop playing games" She don't fall for my ways, I think I have to change (?) Hope she feel the same, oh same, oh yeah Used to call the same, oh same, oh yeah We can't f** with lame hoes no, yeah, yeah f** your ex-friend, I'm Carlito, yeah We cannot disclose confidential, yeah, yeah She can't find her inner sentimental, ooh yeah I f** with her body and her mental, yeah, yeah Far away she from the South side, damn, ah yeah, yeah She catch that eight, just cause she met, God damn, yeah I don't know if she know I'm looking at her direction If she come f** with me, I might show my affection Lately I've been f**ing, I have no recollection Have no WiFi connection, that's why that boy not texting No response, not from me, but I read it just so you can see Yeah, yeah, I read it just so you can see