(Fire to the rain) Pretty issue, uh

I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh (Watched it pour as I touched your face)

Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh (Well, it burned while I cried 'cause I heard it screamin' out your name)

I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through (Your name)

It all be so simple

You my baby, you get what you want

You my baby, you come number one

My baby don't worry about nothin'

My baby don't worry about nothin'

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, uh

You my baby, you get what you like (You my baby)

You my baby, I'll turn up your life (You my baby)

You my baby, then fuck it, let's make it official, shit, 'cause I'm with you for life (Woah-oh-oh)

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby (Yeah)

I ain't trippin', I know that they asked you

To me, that's just part of the plot

I'd be lying if I say I don't miss you

Start tippin' and call you a lot

We can meet at the end of the road

Start living a life, fulfilling these goals

You the reason I cut off these hoes

Took me by the mind, uplifted my soul

You ain't a problem, bae, you a pretty issue, uh

I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh

Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh

I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through

It all be so simple

We shoot for the stars, I'm living on Mars, I ride down the road (I ride down the road)

Bae, give me your love, I want me a hug, I'm feeling all over (I'm feeling all over)

I'm keeping it P, you just what I need

I'm loving on you, and you loving on me

You stay on my mind when I'm roaming the streets

You making my world at peace

You my baby, you get what you want (You my baby)

You my baby, you come number one (You my baby)

My baby don't worry about nothin' (You my baby)

My baby don't worry about nothin' (You my baby)

Come here, my baby, my baby (My baby), my baby (Oh), my baby (Woah)

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, uh

You my baby, you get what you like (You my baby)

You my baby, I'll turn up your life (You my baby)

You my baby, then fuck it, let's make it official, shit, 'cause I'm with you for life (Woah-oh-oh)

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

Come here, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

You ain't a problem, bae, you a pretty issue, uh

I got a folder with all your pics, and I named it Pretty Pixels, uh

Christian Dior every chance I get 'cause I know God sent you, uh

I gotta fuck you good 'cause I know what your heart been through

It all be so simple