BAER, Yung Father - FaceTime 570 lyrics

5 AM in the morn'
Mid-sleep and I hit you on the phone
Catch you in the EST, New York
Now I'm feenin' that area code
Let me send you a taste
Boy, you never play no games
When I'm on that, you know what I do
Ain't gotta explain
Way that you look at me, boy
Think I just came

Baby boy, make sure your Wi-Fi's on fleek
So you could catch all them details
Know we on the phone
But you ain't gotta speak
Just sit back, baby, watch me go on


FaceTime faceTime
With my baby got me raining
FaceTime faceTime
Ya my baby got me goin' like
Bae you know I'm getting so damn close
Ah, ah ah, ah
Know you like to see this kitty close
Ah, ah ah, ah

Ball to the bed in my dreams
I thought we were set in the East
Now it's coast to coast
Suddenly, you my rider wherever the sun go
I ain't got no hater, I ain't got no loco
She don't need no favors
Just a man who love the most
She love it 3000 away
We're killin' it digitally
Can't wait for tonight
We blackout the light
This moment in time, baby

(You be making sure your Wi-Fi's on fleek)
So you could catch all them details
(Know we on the phone
But you ain't gotta speak)
Just sit back, watch me go on


FaceTime faceTime
With my baby got me raining
FaceTime faceTime
Ya my baby got me goin' like
Bae you know I'm getting so damn close
Ah, ah ah, ah
Know you like to see this kitty close
Ah, ah ah, ah

Know you love it, love it