[Intro: Headie One]
Yo
(Turn, turn)
[Verse 1: Headie One]
French vanilla, pour a glass on me (One)
No cream soda, a little cranberry (One)
You want my Rolex? Act too bad for me (One)
But you might need your own one, 'cah that one that's for me (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
You compliment my cologne
It's music to my ears when you moan (Told me turn)
Your voice and your tone, that's for me (Told me turn)
What you gonna tell your homegirls when they ask of me? (Told me turn)
Don't tell them how you feel when you throw it back for me (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
You better tell them all my previous and bad history (Told me turn, ayy)
Cah they'll tell you that they're into me and going mad for me (One)
The game has never been based on sympathy
I'm only good with my metaphors and my similes (Suh, suh)
That's why you find it hard when you try to speak to me
My communication skills, we can work on that one and gradually (Told me turn)
I really hope you never turn your back on me
Cah it could get so cold when it get to January (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
You grab your phone then you pose while you snap the dash on me (One)
I can see your reflection, it's in my chandelier (One)
You want love and affection
Wanna play Summer Walker
Create a atmosphere, and a sing along to "You Got Potential" (Suh, suh, suh, suh)
At times you're resentful (Suh, suh)
The rain was torrential
The past was eventful (Suh, suh, suh)
The pain' was essential (Suh, suh)
Can we be sexual
Without bein' sensual and not be regretful? (Turn, turn-turn)
[Chorus: Mahalia]
You can't put this blame on me
We ain't all the same, baby, nah
You know I will please you (Please you)
I'm not tryna leave you (Leave you)
Won't you let me teach you to trust in me?
[Verse 2: Headie One]
Yo
Sometimes I feel like every girl in the world is into me (One)
Is that what they call toxic masculinity? (One)
I like my girl brown, sweet and thick like Cadbury (Chale)
Sometimes I fantasise about Cara Delevigne (Turn, turn)
I get the urge to entertain every girl that chat to me (Turn)
Apparently, all men are trash, and maybe that's the trash in me (They told me turn)
But shawty weren't around we spoke on BlackBerry (They told me turn)
That shawty weren't around when we sported baggy jeans (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
This nigga from the downtown (One)
At an uptown function up 'cause I got down
In my double entendre (Suh)
Dolce & Gabbana, dressin' casually (Suh, suh)
In my big automatic, I don't drive it manually (Suh, suh, suh)
I won't tell 'em when they ask my salary (One)
I can't tell them what I spent on my masterpiece, they make that annually (Suh, suh)
That's for me, the way you do that dance for me (Turn)
It would really turn me on to see you count fifty racks in cash for me (Turn, turn, they told me turn, uh)
You're expressin' all the love you have for me
But if the police handcuff me (Told me turn)
Will I see you in that public gallery?
Will I see you?
Will you hold it down when I need you?
How you gonna love me?
Edna ain't here to teach you
They say that women are the root to all evil
They'll love you on that come up and then when you're low, they'll leave you
They want you to open up to them so they could read you
Still gon' be deceitful (Turn-turn, turn-turn, turn-turn, turn)
[Chorus: Mahalia]
You can't put this blame on me
We ain't all the same, baby, nah
You know I will please you (Please you)
I'm not tryna leave you (Leave you)
Won't you let me teach you to trust in me?
[Outro: Mahalia]
Trust in me
'Cause it's just you and me
And I know it ain't easy for you to trust
Baby, no, oh
Trust in me
'Cause it's just you and me
And I know it ain't easy but trust in me, trust in me
