[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Yeah, forcin' shit will get your feelings hurt
Businessman, I put feelings last usually
But, with you, I put feelings first
A S-class on your drive if you're feelin' Merc'
The risks start lookin' more smaller once you see the Percs
Your wrist start lookin' more icy, I CC a purse
Hide my habits from you so you never seen a Perc'
And you won't see me flirt
I tell a chick that, "I ain't got game, but when you're in my city, come and see me first"
You touch me, and we comin' by the hour
We buckin' like the niggas out of Power
And every other nigga bein in my DMs on me, so, they feelin' kind of sour
But, I won't get the girl a golden shower
I'm lovin' еvery single thing about her from hеr baby hairs to her little pinky toes
Hangin' on, baby, should I carry on?
Everytime they see you in your winter fur jacket, uh, shinin' wearin' somethin' out of a catalogue (Uh)
Here we go with your mum's advice, baby, I don't want your mum's advice
Maybe if she took it with your day you'll have a better life
And maybe you won't be full of spite
[Bridge: Young Adz]
Uh, cruisin' in my Range Rove', darlin', tryna dodge a plain clothes, darlin' (Plain clothes, plain clothes, darlin')
Uh, cruisin' in my Range Rove', darlin', tryna dodge a plain clothes darlin' (Range Rove', Range Rove', darlin')
[Verse 2: Young Adz]
I ain't takin' you no English restaurant, darlin', I'm embarrassed (Mhm-mhm)
When you're with 29, you gotta learn some Spanish (Hola)
Or, work on your Italian
Rich sex, one K a night, we in the Mandarin
Fuck her from the back, I'm standin' tall 'cause she a stallion
Workin' on my cardio, my stamina
Had to tell my dargy, "Bring the cannon out"
Thinkin' I should bring you to my family house (Yeah)
Now I got you and Lili matchin' Birkys, let's extend our family, now
She ain't too bougie for a Novotel
Got to make her leave the room, room because we loadin' up a load of shells
Cali' in the ziplock, lean through the Royal Mail
Tryna hide I'm sippin', but she know me well
And if I make you cry, then you're cryin' in Chanel
Wipin' your eyes in the Louis store
And baby, if you're sad, at least you're cryin' in the Lamb'
Lamborghini tears, let's wipe them off
Said, "Baby, if you're bad like you say you're bad, then, you ain't gotta have no fears at all"
She said, "All men are trash"
And, if all men are trash, then I'd rather be that trash that balls (Ski, ski, ski, ski)
I'm tryna eat for an hour, gold shower
I think this lady done gave me a whole power
I think this lady gave me a new meanin'
I feel like I'm fiendin', overdosin', I need it (Yeah)
[Outro: Young Adz]
Yeah, forcin' shit will get your feelings hurt
Businessman, I put feelings last usually
But, with you, I put feelings first
A S-class on your drive if you're feelin' Merc'
The risks start lookin' more smaller once you see the Percs
Your wrist start lookin' more icy, I CC a purse
Hide my habits from you so you never seen a Perc'
And you won't see me flirt
I tell a chick that, "I ain't got game, but when you're in my city, come and see me first"
You touch me, and we comin' by the hour
We buckin' like the niggas out of Power
And every other nigga bein in my DMs on me, so, they feelin' kind of sour
But, I won't get the girl a golden shower
I'm lovin' every single thing about her from her baby hairs to her little pinky toes
Hangin' on, baby, should I carry on?
Everytime they see you in your winter fur jacket, uh
