[Chorus]
You could hit me when you want a little love
With no strings, no strings
Hinge boy with the nose ring
Told him if he come through, then don't blink
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Disclaimer, I been on paper
Yeah, he's such a player, yeah, yeah, yeah
He try to hide it, but I know
His dad was in the league, that's why he hit it like a pro
And I just wanna kiss and tell my friends, that's how it goes

[Pre-Chorus]
I like it when his hands 'round my neck
I love that shit (I love that shit)

[Chorus]
You could hit me when you want a little love
With no strings, no strings
Hinge boy with the nose ring
Told him if he come through, then don't blink
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine
Want a little love with no strings, no strings
Hinge boy with the nose ring
I know he only come through for one thing
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
He say he don't got the time, well, perfect, neither do I
But I might cut a couple of hours out for you tonight
I just name a time and place and couple things that I like
And, no, I don't got no whip, but I'm riding it like a bike
Damn, New York, got me sayin', "Yes, yes"
Wait, okay, yes, sorry
I'm too busy for a boy that wanna know me, he's a trophy

[Chorus]
He could hit me when he want a little love
With no strings, no strings
Hinge boy with the nose ring
Told him if he come through, then don't blink
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine
Want a little love with no strings, no strings
Hinge boy with the nose ring
I know he only come through for one thing
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine (Routine, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I like it when his hands 'round my neck
I love that shit, his hands 'round my neck

[Bridge]
Take five, then we go to ten, feels like seventh heaven
Test him out, just us as friends, bend it like it's Beckham
Plot twist, I love when he dips, he can't spend the night but
[Chorus]
He could hit me when he want a little love
With no strings, no strings (No strings)
Hinge boy with the nose ring (Nose ring, yeah, yeah)
Told him if he come through, then don't blink (Yeah)
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine
Want a little love with no strings, no strings
Hinge boy with the nose ring
I know he only come through for one thing
And I send him home at sunrise, that's the routine (Routine, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I like it when his hands 'round my neck (Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up, yeah)
I love that shit, his hands 'round my neck (Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up, yeah)