Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ah ah ah ah To walk around my head all night You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted I don't think it's fair I don't think it's very nice I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah, I just can't seem to get away from

You're going down with me baby if I fall If I fall you're going down with me You can't take back every little chill you give me You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah Was it the pull of the moon now baby That led you to my door You say the

Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, ooh (ooh) Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, bitch (chyeah, brr, ooh) I'm the youngest flexer out here, sure you've heard 'bout me, ooh (chyeah, chyeah, chyeah) Bentley coupe, drop top coupe,

Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah, come on, come on Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah it's only right now It ain't a crime to be good to yourself Lick it up, lick it up,ooh uh Don't want to wait 'til you know me better

Vroom vroom, vroom vroom vroom vroom (vroom) Scoot scoot, scoot scoot scoot scoot (scoot) Bitch convertible coupe (vroom vroom vroom vroom) She sittin' on my- huh Vroom, vroo-vroom, vroom Yeah, yeah, yeah She said vroom vroom vroom vroom, ooh (Oh my God,

I can’t drink you away All these rocks, I can’t swim out of this skin, oh baby them say I’ve tried Jack, I’ve tried Jim Now tell me, baby, don't they make a medicine for heart break Ooh, no, tell me baby, oh yeah Now don't they make a medicine for heart

She ride it, oh yeah She ride it, oh yeah (yeah) On top of me (on top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ay She ride it (what) She ride it, yeah She ride it, yeah (she ride it) She ride it, oh yeah (she ride it, yeah) She ride it (ooh ooh)

Get a piece of your action You need me now, I'll teach you how Come on, let's go all the way I want you to be mine tonight Use you up, throw you away You're fire, taking me higher Don't burn me, don't let me down Yeah, ooh, hey, oh I want you, I need you

On the dead locs Yeah, aight, on the dead locs That's on the dead locs Blueface, baby, on the dead locs On the dead locs ooh, ooh Finna over bleed this, lil' baby On the dead locs on the dead loc I ain't turnin' down nothing I turn nothing into

Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some Gotta getcha some Oooh gotta getcha some (yeah) Well boy meets girl and it's a good bet Girls gonna play a little hard to get But they both got the same thing on their mind Ain't that the way that the world goes