I wanna love you like the world's gonna stop 'Til the very last second, last tick of that clock I'm gonna slow it all down and then take you from zero to ten Yeah, I wanna love you like I'll never love you again You're gonna run out of cigarettes And

(I wish words were like little toy guns) No sting, no hurt no one, just a bang bang Rolling off your tongue (I wish words were like little toy guns) Yeah, no smoke, no bullets And just a bang bang rolling off your tongue I wish words were like little toy

Ay, bitch I been goin' and goin' like the Energizer Yeah, I'm supplyin' the wood like Elijah In the cut, smokin' on indica Might fuck around and compartmentalize ya They say, they say life is a bitch and if that is the case then I'm finna surprise her

Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist

Yeah, yeah, I guess I'm for you, baby I'm holding on you, lady Told you I'm different Don't you act distant Forever I'm ready, yeah That body language, no discussion The way she move like she fucking Backwoods full of musty Deep pockets, you can't touch

Oh and a woo-hoo I can feel 'em flyin' Yeah it's all we've been given, Like a hand out the window in the wind. The cars go by, So you better start livin' right now 'Cause days go by, And days go by, Take 'em by the hand,

I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy) I T'd off (hit it, yeah) Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey) They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off) They ticked off (my bad, woo) We T'd up (T'd up, no) I T'd up (woo, woo) I'm T'd up

Please don't be too long while you're gone There ain't enough to keep me here too long Not like the last time I stood in line Just enough to keep me bouncing off the wall, yeah It didn't work like she said it would Just like livin' in Hollywood Just like

Yeah, I said we on a hundred right now, oh! I'm on a hundred! We on a hundred! Yeah, I said I'm on a hundred right now, hey! That's the type of thing that may upset me Yeah, I said I'm on a hundred right now, hey! (Woo!) Hey, I'm on a hundred right now

Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick Niggas salty and they hatin' 'cause Lil Purpp is young and rich And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids I just jumped up in that Jag, we smoke Woods, not no Zigs