歌词
Murrille
Oh, you toxic, huh
I like it
You ain't gotta take them panties off
Just pull 'em to the side
You know I can love you better, bae
Make it hard for you to decide
You know I can love you better than that **** could
He can fuck you good
But I can fuck you better
I seen you walkin' down Rodeo wit' ya bestie
Wit' yo' lil' pretty ass, I know that you would kill for it
Hand to wrist
I manage to handle stick
Say that you an Aries
Come fuck with a Cancer bitch
Be the water to your fire sign
Alkaline, iodine
A hundred on my wrist
You couldn't tell me I ain't buyin' time
A hundred on my whip
I be creepin' in this Benz
Don't worry about your bitch
She can't see you through these tints
If I ever said I chase
I meant a chaser (Juice)
If I say take me on a date
I mean Jamaica (True)
Dinner with Salt Bae
Then sit up in Dolce
Shoppin' in Miami till buenas de noches
Don't tell me ****, you Zelle me
Don't lie to me and get clipped, though
Yeah, I take my apologies in some crypto
Stock shit
Put him on block list
Five different numbers
Better call me till I block six (****)
I be tellin' all my friends how I'm fallin' back
Oh bitch, this is him
Let me call you back
You ain't gotta take them panties off
Just pull 'em to the side
You know I can love you better, bae
Make it hard for you to decide
You know I can love you better than that **** could
He can fuck you good
But I can fuck you better
I seen you walkin' down Rodeo wit' ya bestie
Wit' yo' lil' pretty ass, I know that you would kill for it
Aye
Apply pressure, she love when I apply pressure
Apply pressure
She fell for me, so fuck it
Let God catch her
She redboned, she know that that's my preference
I feel like Usher 'round like three in the mornin'
Got 'cumfessions'
Let's make a stop at the next Exxon for condoms
Dick hit yo' back and yo' spine
You fully unconscious
She feel a way, she can't solve
I'm really a problem
I might just Fendi ya collar
We just went silly on Collins
I spend whatever on my shawty
She a top chick (Rich)
I told her I don't want it if it ain't toxic
And she got the key to my heart just like a locksmith
I can love you better in that Drop Six
Prada store, I drop six
Phillipe chow, chopsticks
The Red Chicken
If you know, then you know (Shit)
I hope you did ya make up, I be there quarter to four
We spend a day in the spa
And later on get you home, I'm sayin'
You ain't gotta take them panties off
Just pull 'em to the side
You know I can love you better, bae
Make it hard for you to decide
You know I can love you better than that **** could
He can fuck you good
But I can fuck you better
I seen you walkin' down Rodeo wit' ya bestie
Wit' yo' lil' pretty ass, I know that you would kill for it
Written by: Mark Murrille, Zaire Stewart