Patient

Slow down, whatcha' talking 'bout?
One week, went a hundred rounds
Last night wit' 'cha best friend
Slipped up, called me boyfriend
You say we're moving too fast
Need space, take a step back
But when I leave, it's text, on text, on text

You say "come on now, baby
What's the point in two of just waiting?
Dancing on this, how I ain't seeking?"
Feels so good to come down, come down, come down
Fuck being patient

(Fuck being patient)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Slow down, whatcha' talking 'bout?)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Fuck being)

And you're running, don't stop
67 Chevy, no top
Only thing packed is a bag of grain
Two bikinis, and some sunscreen
Scared that I'll get sick of you
Maybe I'll go get a room
But when I leave, it's text, on text, on text

You say "come on now, baby
What's the point in two of just waiting?
Dancing on this, how I ain't seeking?"
Feels so good to come down, come down, come down
Fuck being patient

(Fuck being patient)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(And you're running, don't stop)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Fuck being)

Come down, come down, come down
Fuck being patient

(Fuck being patient)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Fuck being patient)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Fuck being patient)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Slow down, whatcha' talking 'bout?)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Fuck being patient)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(And you're running, don't stop)
(La, la, la, la, la, la)
(Fuck being)