Look
(Only girl here that seem to be making me tired
You do, you do
I'm just tryna get with you
I'm just tryna get with you
It's just something bout you)
[Jaxon]
Flights in the morning
Fly in first cla**
Tell me why you living baby
Why you living in the past
Lipstick stains
All on my cheek
Met her backstage at a party last week
Young rich player from the East
Louis on my belt, got ice in my waist
Double cup
Sipping, taking shots to the face
And we smoking on good
Eyes watered like it's mace
Girl in my pack
Dance for a n***a
Looking so bad
Pray for a n***a
Pray that I don't fall in love with the game or the lust or the money or the fame or the cars or the clothes
Or the hoes
Just pray for me babe
[Dysn]
It's just something bout you
Only girl here that seem to be making me tired
And you know, you do, you do, you do
I'm just tryna get with you
[Jaxon]
See, I don't wanna f**
But the devil is a lie
Sipping from the vine with the apple in my eye
Snakes in the gra**, eyes on you
Always watching, what you're gonna do?
Bites on the door of the forbidden fruit
And the seed don't fall far
Girl look at you
Lightskin queen with a hair full of curls and a wrist full of diamonds and a neck full of pearls
You are my Odyssey, you are my mission
Picture us slaying in robes in a pile of roses, just loving in every position
No intermission
No intervention
Me and you, baby, is always the vision
Always been missing, the love is so vicious
We broke all the limits and you know that we did and we did
[Dysn]
It's just something bout you
Only girl here that seem to be making me tired
And you know, you do, you do, you do
I'm just tryna get with you