Marcus Velazquez - Floored lyrics

See me in public, trade digits, can we kick it I'm free tomorrow evening if you're with it Cool, get the address, off I slide in my ride Something is in the air It's becoming overt and leaning less near shy You could sense it even if you were blind After a while it's apparent after a little time You're batting eyelashes, eye f**ing Slightly whispering and saying sweet nothings Here's something that's on my mind What threw me off is obvious, I'm not your husband It might be a joke or maybe you just don't give a damn I've surmised that ring wrapped around your finger The one nesting near and almost nuzzled on your knuckle Is your chance's demise to see if there's any correlation Between myths that you've heard and these size nines You say a ring is just a ring, like it's so nonchalant Even if it's binding apparently it has no bond Even with a ring and rock won't make it change It's the same either way Then your friend drops “You've got nice lips are you a home wrecker?” Read between the lines yall She wants' to kiss me and not take the fall So if her relationship dissolves I'm taking the blame for it all My name is the one written on the wall Regardless if her actions got absolved The smoking gun is pointed at me after the chamber revolved If would've said yes She would've jumped at the chance Just like she's spring loaded I'll be damned if I take the bullet for that one