Mango

Damn I'm just tryna like be on some love shit in Italy like Make some pasta put you in a gondola like How you say 'je t'aime' wait shit that's french I hit it like the mango And I still don't know her name though I'll do whatever she say so yeah Baby can I see you tango Aye She put it down and throw it back for me We taking off and now she blast for me Yeah She ain't the first but she the last for me That body looking like a masterpiece In those AF1s and a crop top Had to put her in my drop top yeah The way she movin made my heart stop She got me simpin I hit it like the mango And I still don't know her name though I'll do whatever she say so yeah Baby can I see you tango Hold up hold up Wake up underneath the blankets Sunday morning with the bacon But I ain't yours for the taking no In my AF1s and a crop top Why the hell he flexing with his drop top Wait I think I felt his heart stop Is this man simpin right now? I hit it like the mango (mango) And I still don't know her name though (Know my name tho) I'll do whatever she say so yeah Baby can I see you tango (Woah-woah-woah-woah) I still don't even know her damn name and she just left Like I made bacon she had me take her home Shit. At least I still hit. That's kinda cool