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Carlos Manuel Torres
Carlos Manuel Torres
Songwriter
Alejandro Jacob Davila IV
Alejandro Jacob Davila IV
Songwriter

Texty

I was playin it cool but I'm already stressin
And I got eyes on me so I just dress to impress them
I know you're watching maybe I should just text you
I'm drawn to your flame I know I fucking regret it
Maybe I'll go on my own and stay steady flexing
And I've been grinding on this shit got no time for resting
But I swear this bitch an angel, go get her a halo
So if you hang with me I'mma go get you stilettos
And I know it's not right but you're always on my mind
I just filled my cup, sip this shit and I'll be fine
I just miss your touch guess I should go an rewind
All these hoes wanna marry me, it told em just one night
I was playing it cool but I'm already stressin
And I got eyes on me so I just dress to impress them
I know you're watching, maybe I should just text you
I'm drawn to your flame I know I fucking regret it
Pour me one more cup cause I've been stressin on ya
And give me one more hit of the marijuana
We just tryna have a good time so I'm off the ganja
You tryna block my fun
So I pulled up to your friends house, hit and run
I ain't gunna buy you shit but I still got the funds
Got these bitches on my dick but I only fuck with one
Bitch you done
Everything is feeling perfect when you're laying in my arms
I do what I wanna do
Yeah lil bitch who are you?
Cause I never even had a clue
I was playin it cool but I'm already stressin
Written by: Alejandro Jacob Davila IV, Carlos Manuel Torres
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