Apple of my eye, in them apple bottom jeans

Boots with the fur, Y2K on your seams

Puffin' my chest tryna act for the scene

'Cause I'm tryna get Low, eat everything in between

Tryna Get Low, be my Yin Yang Twin?

Twin flame, insane, you Shakira with 'em hips?

Said you curate, put me on to your mix, then

If you free for the weekend, for you I'd nix plans

Please don't let me down, feeling like a Knicks fan

If you ghost me, we still meeting through my Sixth Sense

I'm just playin', no but really

When you're with me, no such thing as 50-50

I ain't tripping over digits like Many Men

Girl, I know it take safe hands to handle all of that

Since you mentioned it was lames you used to mess with

I'll paint a perfect picture, just supply me our canvas

How bout a good time? Sometime around 5?

Where you reside? Oh, it's just a short drive?

I guess that's perfect then, slide your digits in

You craving Thai? Well, I've always been diligent

I got a simple plan, you ain't gotta lift a nail

You show up blindfolded, and I'll prolly learn to read in Braille

Take ya time to unwind, before the night

This ain't a sitcom, but imma show you what my life's like

Ayy, imma show you what my life's like

Ayy, imma show you what my life's like

Ayy, imma show you what my life's like

Anything for the, for the

Apple of my eye, in them apple bottom jeans

Boots with the fur, Y2K on your seams

Puffin' my chest tryna act for the scene

'Cause I'm tryna get Low, eat everything in between

Apple of my eye, in them apple bottom jeans

Boots with the fur, Y2K on your seams

Puffin' my chest tryna act for the scene

'Cause I'm tryna get Low, eat everything in between