[?]
A natural selection, -lection
Fear how much you don't know
Let me show you what you want

Like east coast lookin' like a west coast, let it
Mix up, alcohol, now you're fucked up
This is just the first time, ain't it

Ooh, won't you let me know
'Fore you lose your mind on my chemicals
Ooh, won't you let me know
'Fore we become plans to my visual

And it's something 'bout you
There's just something

Ooh, won't you let me know
'Fore you lose your mind on my chemicals
Ooh, won't you let me know
'Fore we become plans to my visual

(Ooh, won't you let me know
Ooh, won't you let me know)