(VERSE 1)

Every time I’m around I fold, head downward and so,

Anxious of your presence and stressing and cowardly mo’,

Afraid to speak to you than my laughter and actions would show,

Got it bad and fasho, lil shawty I can pass for a hoe,

Ain’t shit , but I beg your pardon feel to lovin is my callin’,

Butterflies at hello get nervous like we in kindergarten,

Fix my collar, make sure my chains hanging a crispy lineup,

Can’t be looking nutty around you, I need to get behind my,

Self, and get the courage to talk,

Just a look in yo eyes and laugh boosts the rate in my heart,

Got a mental that’s manic I panic to share with you thoughts,

And shit dark… but shawty where do I start?

Cuz shawty you make me nervous.

(CHORUS)

I don’t usually have problem, stomach sinking to to the bottom when around you my own body I feel out of, shawty you make me nervous,

I don’t wanna seem I press you like a playlist, but I’m saying, your presence make me anxious, God damn it’s a burden

Yo languages and way you get shit done I’m trynna learn it, it’s a process but I’m working you deserve it,

Only songs can I tell you that you’re worth it, cuz any other time you make me nervous,

(VERSE 2)

And you no stranger to my feelings cuz honestly I can name a few,

Mutual we have too excited to give the game to you,

And usually I got the game and give it myself,

But you different that’s why this written give me hope it’ll help,

So pardon me, if I’m stuck like a nerd fumbling words,

Empathize with your heart and your mind, lust for your curves,

Pardon me if I see me excited to talk and feel an urge,

Pardon me if I crack jokes on you to fight the nerves,

And I see you almost daily but rejection I’m afraid of,

So I’m scared to tell you shawty in a way that make us strangers,

Only know how to get laughs, it’s a part of my love language,

And yo ass I ain’t even gotta say shit…

(CHORUS)

I don’t usually have problem, stomach sinking to to the bottom when around you my own body I feel out of, shawty you make me nervous,

I don’t wanna seem I press you like a playlist, but I’m saying, your presence make me anxious, God damn it’s a burden

Yo languages and way you get shit done I’m trynna learn it, it’s a process but I’m working you deserve it,

Only songs can I tell you that you’re worth it, cuz any other time you make me nervous,